Ialways tried to have a path ahead of me so I knew where I was going.Sometimes I had to tweak my path a bit to line up with my goals, but Ifigured it ...as better to make a small adjustment ahead of time, thantrying to undo something after the fact.Tweaking your path?!?! Dude I would consider that a hard left turn.Shush! Let me continue.Believe it or not, this was in fact part of my master plan. As anysuccessful business man would tell you. You stick with what works, andwhat is successful,. As I moved down her back and started to move to her toes she speed her legs apart to open her thighs , I couldn't help but notice that she did not have any hair on her pussy. As I moved up on her thighs she spread them future apart and told me that her thighs were sore and needed rubbing at the tops. As I rubbed her thighs next to her pussy my hands kept brushing her puffy pussy lips, she reached back with her right hand and pulled the towel off exposing her beautiful ass. I started rubbing her. This means I can never not feel sweaty, even when I'm not. It's actually physically impossible, I think. I hate it with a passion I have never felt for any other weather ever before.Other than that, and missing you, I'm having a great time. Well, the humidity has caused some other problems. The first day I was here, my laptop shut down after about ten minutes of use because its interior moisture sensor detected harmful levels of water under the keyboard. That's how wet it is here. The sky. In your momma's pussy...the pussy that wants your big cock so badly...now baby...now."When my cock finally entered my mother's sweet pussy she said, "Easy baby...easy...OH...it's so big...you're so hard for your momma, aren't you? This is what I need honey...I need you in my cunt, in my pussy...fucking me...fucking me." It was what I needed too. She was so wet and I told her how good it felt to be so deep in her. "You're so good in me baby," she said, "filling me all up". My mother's slippery.