There I saw my mom in the sluttiest position a man can ever see. Her lungi was tied but opened on all sides, her deep navel over fair tummy and a long...pussy with black lips and the underwear pulled just above her knees due to my act. I went near her and stopped for a while looking how beautiful and sexy my mom is. I felt that my decent mom was looking like a slut with hairs untied and a single button holding her boobs with all energy within the yellow blouse.While I was thinking how slutty she. Let’s refresh your memory.” The TV turns on and my computer screen is visible. We always bring an Appletv to conferences so we can project up our slides and practice our presentations on the hotel room TVs. Jessica pulls up the images from my camera. She clicks through the first couple. Candid shots of people in the airport and the hotel. Then stops at one I must have taken in her room. In the photo, Jessica is seated in her room with a glass of something strong in her hand. She looks at the. “What do you want me to do?” She knew that I was at a distinct disadvantage. I could not think while she was playing with my cock, and so had no answer for her. “Do you want to cum?” “Yes!” I answered quickly, watching her slowly run her hands up and down my manhood. Sarah backed off, put her hands on her thighs, and let my cock just stand straight and tall, spasm and pulse, and ooze pre-cum. “It’s way too soon for that, Michael. It’s still early afternoon. We have all afternoon to play.” With. " Can you?"Traci shrugged as she got out of the car. I got out and followed her into the house. We had it to ourselves again. Mom was in Seattle and Dad was in Olympia. And Tami was over at Robbie's."Any thoughts on dinner?" I asked."Not hungry," Traci said as she headed for the back.She should have been. It had been a long hard workout, and she hadn't eaten since lunch.I walked down the hall to her room.She hadn't closed the door. Inside, she'd peeled off her sweat-soaked leotard and pulled on.