.." she moaned long and loud, as a shudder ran through her body.I had found my mother's 'kryptonite'. She loved to be talked dirty to!"Mom! Why you di...ty little slut!" I said, "You like the dirty talk don't you!" Oh God son, yes! Yes, I do!" she cried. "It's such a turn on for me. I love to be talked dirty to and called names. names like slut and whore. I like it when my vagina is called a pussy or cunt and tits instead of breasts or boobs. The dirtier and nastier the talk is, the better I like. This guy told me it's sexy as hell. That okay with you?"She sighed, but responded "Sure, Jack. All I have to do is slip into my dress. Are you sure we'll be safe at this umm, service? It isn't out of town or anything, is it?"His voice sounded rather dull as he said "Nah, just an excuse for a stripper to do her thing, babe. I met a couple of the people. You'll see, it'll be great fun."She wondered briefly if her plan to wear the thin yellow silk sheath was appropriate if they were going out. Even though she has never liked it, I angrily shoved my thumb deep into her ass. The images of James fucking her caused me to dump my load down Di’s throat. She just held my cock in her mouth as came. “Damn, Di you really are turned on with me eating your juices mixed with James cum, “I said angrily. Her legs almost crushed and suffocated me as she climaxed and screamed, “Oh, Hell YES.” She was still pounding her pussy into my face, I needed to fuck that wet pussy so very bad, I started. My horse just wanted to get out on the road. He disliked being kept in the stable. I spoke to the blacksmith about the mare's shoe and had him check the wheels on the cart as well as its frame and the spring suspension. He assured me later that everything was in fine shape, and that he had shod the mare. Before returning to our room, I told the stablemen that we would be leaving early in the morning, and they promised to have the horses and the cart ready to go by 8:00.The Sisters had finished.