She stoped i was throbing for more. i looked at her and siad "please dont stop."she looked at me and pulled down my pances to where my boxer showed. s...e saw my throbing dick and looked her eyes got bigger. as it grew right in by her. she started the rub me slowly and softly she siad "i didnt forget how you liked it" i smiled. she stoped and moved her hand i looked at her she was blushing. she didn't look at me. i asked her if she was ok "yes its just been so long" (my throbing boner went down).. The casino has about a hundred rooms, I guess, and the table games have low minimum bets. I prefer to play black jack because they only use one deck at a time. For a small number of people, that gives us an advantage. (If you don't act like we are counting the cards) If you know anything about card counting and money management, you can move the odds to where you win about three out of five hands. I have been going there, I guess, for about fifteen years and after all my expenses and the losses. We were all getting along really well and it started to feel like I had 4 step daughters instead of 1. Of course my relationships with the moms was also developing nicely and I have a few more encounters with them in the past month all group activities. Come to find out that the moms made a deal amongst themselves that if any of them were going to fuck me- they were going to do it as a group, which was fine with me and I rather enjoyed it and prefered it that way so there was no jelousy among. "It was either take our wet clothes off, or die of hypothermia." "That wasn't awkward." I say sarcastically. "C'mon it was practical." she said, sounding a little more serious. "Besides I'm your mother, you should never feel weird around me. I gave birth to you and that bonds us for life." "You're right mom," I say with a slight feeling of guilt. "Hopefully this time I put the tent up fast enough." She looks into my eyes and smiles at me. I smile back. I feel a strange flutter in my stomach. We.