I had reached around 10 to her home. She was in her bedroom and sitting on the bed. She saw me and said – you have come now. Let’s do dinner first... Then, you sleep with me in my bed. How will you sleep alone in the drawing room?I said – ok aunty.We had our dinner and then we went to sleep. I awoke suddenly in the night and I felt some pressure on my face. I opened my eyes and saw her big boobs were just in front of me. My dick had become instantly hard and I was feeling horny but I had. A few moments later, I felt Roger slip his fingers into my bikini panties and roughly pull them down. I was wet and he could see the evidence in the soaked crotch of my panties.Roger dropped his shorts and underwear.Stroking his cock for just a second or two, he aimed it at my sopping pussy. With a single powerful thrust, Roger entered me, burying the length of his cock in a single stroke.I screamed out, “YYYEEESSS!” in extreme pleasure as he filled me completely.“FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD. FUCK. Look for the room with shoelaces tied to the doorknob.”“Yeah, this will do” I thought. I added the hotel address and sent 20 dollars along with the message.A few minutes later, I saw my mom getting dressed. Stacy asked: “Where are you going, mom?” “Uh, to visit Castle Hill. Do you wanna come as well?” She looked incredibly worried about her answer, and I was too. If Stacy said yes, my plans would have gone up in smoke. “No, I think I’ll stay here.”Mom ran at the door and slammed it shut behind. It's the type of dress that until recently, she wouldn't have looked at twice, but suddenly it's become one of her favourites.It's a long black evening gown with a scoop neckline that's cut low enough to show off most of her beautifully firm breasts, no bra of course to spoil their natural bounce or to hide the barely discernable outline of the delicate gold rings through both painted nipples.The gown is slit daringly almost to the hip up one side, designed deliberately to display the creamy.