This was probably nothing. I stewed on it until we got back to my suite. This was going to bounce around the back of my brain until I did something ab...ut it, I knew.When I walked in, I found a clothes party in progress. Gretchen and Sandy were sitting on the couch, and Trish was modeling a sheath dress in deep green. The somewhat innocent girl was gone and in her place was a sophisticated young woman. At least she seemed that way until she saw Keven and blushed. Gretchen was going to have her. Then Mom suddenly stiffened up like a board, her back arched, holding usboth up off the bed. She was absolutely motionless on the outside, but inher cunt I could feel the muscles churning and grasping, squeezing myemptying cock. For a long time we hung like that, suspended in a giganticmutual orgasm. Then she suddenly gave a violent shudder and collapsedunder me, and I let go as well. We lay there exhausted, panting together,my mouth still on hers, my cock still trembling inside her quivery. I was selling more worm farms, than fishing worms. Small boys loved worm farms for some reason.I could only say thank god for the pension checks every month. I had managed to hide my ‘other’ income. Now that I no longer had any growth in that fund, I was careful how I spent what was left of the boot legging profits. I had figured that my pension and the worm farm should pay my expenses. I was realistic enough to expect that emergencies would pop up now and then. Those things were likely to. ...typing...ding! "Good girl Gabby, you've made me so happy! I've missedyou so much this weekend!" I typed "me too, but I'm really nervous.When can I see you again?" Nate shot back, "tomorrow night, come to myhouse and be prepared to spend the night. Oh, and I want the full Gabby,nothing masculine about you, got it?" My throat was like a desert as Ityped "ok."I could feel my small cock raging in my panties, I couldn't believe I wasdoing this! I didn't dare play with myself now, I would.