“Maybe they’ll sort stuff out in today’s Air Force One Airborne summit, but I doubt it. It’s nothing but a grandstand photo-op. More for camer...s than citizens. Do you honestly believe the President and a flock of Congressional leaders and senior Senators will stay aloft until they agree? I don’t.”“Like three blind mice?” I suggested.“Huh? That’s pretty random, Sky,” Darlene laughed as she burst into song, vaudeville-style, “Three blind mice, Three blind mice. See how they run, See how they. “Still Jay; a fucking champagne fountain!” she replied and couldn’t help but twitch her hips as she swore against the man in her arms causing him to turn his face towards her. He raised an eyebrow feeling his cock twitch like a Pavlovian dog; “She’s got you wrapped around her little finger!” she added.“Like mother, like daughter?” Jay replied.“Ahh, not quite the same, you’d agree,” she grinned and pressed her crotch harder against; “I seem to remember you liked my little hand or my little mouth. I was suddenly very embarrassed, thinking that I had let my imagination run wild and that these folks probably thought I was some sort of sex freak. I mentally cursed myself for not at least squeezing my legs together when I found myself getting uncontrollably hard.My cock quickly relaxed as I walked back to our RV. I put the incident out of my mind and enjoyed dinner. After dinner, the family cleaned up the dishes, etc. The TV was brought out and everyone settled in for a little viewing. For. He slowly inserted one, then two fingers into my quickly flooding canal, gently moving them in and out. This methodical session had me in heaven, never wanting it to end. It reminded me of when I was in high school and making out with my boyfriend in his car. I let him go to third base, but never all the way. The difference now was that this was my son and I had every intention of seeing this all the way through. We continued our kissing and stroking until our desire reached a fevered pitch..