I had a large taxi waiting for us and we got inside and headed to the restaurant, Le Cinq, in the Four Seasons Hotel. Le Cinq was recommended to me by...our hotel manager. He said that any fan of fine French dining simply had to dine there, and he went out of his way to secure me a table. The ladies were very impressed from the minute we walked inside. The service was impeccable and the food was to die for. It was during dessert that we had a chance to talk. I asked Jeri and Brenda how their trip. Pulled back the blanked. Still some crusted remains of mum and myself on my dick. And the whole bed was a mess. Still a bit wet. Mum is a squirty bitch. With some crusted white drops in between. My sperm and her pussy juice. The view brought back memories. Made me hornier as I already was.Heard mum in the bathroom. She was fresh out of the shower. Her body smelling after her favorite perfume. She noticed me entering the room. Smiled at me. Glanced at my erection. I stepped near her. My dick. It was still just a job for pay, and that was fine, but I wanted it to be more. As part of the job I wanted and needed to win the young lady’s trust and confidence, and then,’ I had to again sort of shake off the uncertainty that had plagued me for a while, ‘I came to see that she was not just any young lady. She was a very special young lady, very special, and,’ I turned to look at her, ‘I wanted to win her heart.’ She had been listening quietly, and at my declaration the surprise and delight. All the whilethough he didn't take his eyes off of me. Every few seconds his eyes wouldcenter on the wet spot, which was still clearly visible on the front of mypanties. He finally finished setting the table and when he started to excusehimself I suddenly had a wonderfully wicked idea."Don't forget your tip!" I said, walking over to him. I snuggled up to him,kissing him hard on the lips, and grabbing his left hand I placed it squarelyon my wet panties. I helped him rub me for a few seconds and.