In fact, the thought of fucking my own mother got me tremendously excited. My mother was no beauty queen, and never had been. She and my father had se...arated just before I turned seven years old, and she had worked hard for the last nine years to raise three kids by herself. She was in her forties and looked every bit of it, and had a bit of a belly, and her auburn hair was starting to go gray. Still, just the idea of fucking her had my cock rock hard.I said okay, that was fair enough, and she. Suzanne was standing there smiling as she said, "Did you enjoy that Paddy?"Patricia moaned, "Yes but Master didn't give me his hot sperm and I wanted it so bad."Suzanne laughed and said, "Suffer Paddy, that's mine for later."Patricia had left and it was shortly after 11:00am as Buck and Suzanne were hustling around the suite getting ready to go up the mountain. Buck told Suzanne to wear jeans instead of shorts because it might be cold on top of the mountain. They were all set to leave when. The touch returns, this time softer and warmer, flickering across your skin. From your hips upwards it travels tracing your spin and slowly flickering here and there on its journey. The blood returns to the surface of the skin and once again brings goose bumps and pleasure. Reaching your shoulders the flicking touch traces circles across your shoulders and up your neck. Only resting when it reaches the soft skin just below your earlobe. Your eyes remain shut and your mind in your own oasis.. I gotta pee Mike.’ ‘Come on I’ll take you to the private one.’ ‘You guys go, I don’t have to I was just accompanying her.’ ‘You sure?’ ‘Yeah.’ Mike and I walked upstairs to an office he led me to the bathroom I did me and came out Mike was sitting on the desk he pulled inbetween his legs wrapping his arms around my waist his hands moved up my back to my face my body shivered at his touch like so many times before I felt his tongue part my lips and come into my mouth kissing him was like riding.