"Tell that fucking solicitor to get his fucking arse in gear" he said as mum stepped aside to let him out, the smile on her face as we watched him cli...b into his car and pull away had nothing to do with him, but more to do with my finger that was prodding at the tiny little hole between mum's buttocks!"That reminds me" she said with a shudder and came into my arms to kiss me, "I replied to Karen yesterday, let's see if she's sent me a message"Our mouths opened and she sighed as we kissed deeply. I quietly walk down the hall. I peeked into her bedroom just in time to see my naked mother walk across the room and into her bathroom. With the bathroom door open I hear her start the shower. In a moment of bravery I decided I wanted to see more. So I quietly walked into her bedroom. I walked over to the bathroom door. I lean forward just a bit to see my mother in the shower through the mirror. Watching her soap herself was really fun to watch but the mirror and shower door were getting. "I like that guy! What did you say?" I told him to ask you how entertaining I was." Good for you. But you can pay if you want. God knows Elliott canafford it. But wait a minute! You changed the fucking subject!" I did, didn't I?" I touched his face with my open palm and tugged himtoward me, so I could plant a tender little kiss on his lips."You're getting drunk already, aren't you?" Maybe a little bit," I said."You're a cheap date. So let's get this clear before you're in la-laland. . Yes I find the eroticism of sliding up someone’s arse to be very mind-blowing, especially as that someone lays flat on their stomach and you have a hand on their clit as well, bringing her off to her orgasm while your cock is firmly entrenched and pumping into her.What about her attire? Would she still be wearing her stockings and corset? What about the high heels? Would they still be on or discarded somewhere about the hotel room?What about me, where would my boring shirt, trousers, socks and.