She was right of course. At work anything went, at home she was still Mum, naked Mum true, one that would walk in my room when I was wanking, and watc..., even open her pussy for me to get off. But Mum all the same.The shoot was outdoors. Gerry was the photographer, I’d modelled for him that first time, and then again, two days later, when he filmed me being fucked by a guy whose name I couldn’t remember. Mark had worked for him, and was there, capturing it all with a stills camera, as Gerry used. Sitting beside her, he caressed her panty-clad pubic mound. He felt the dampness and the warmth of her pussy as she squirmed lightly at his touch. She was panting as he concluded his role as her father with: "Find yourself a young man--pay him if necessary, but have sex with him..." Then he went on to tell her where she might find herself a younger man.Reflecting on the older woman, Prinz recalled a strange stirring in his own loins as he had caressed her pussy--and again, his mother's face. I started taking off her clothes, but the weird thing was she didn’t resist. It was like she needed someone else to push her. Pervy Colin got lucky and watched me strip Diane. I knew she didn’t like Colin anymore than I did, but somehow I got pleasure stripping her in front of him. She didn’t mind her breasts being exposed. But when I tried to take her panties down, she stopped me. I tried again and she still resisted, but only a little, then she relented and allowed me to pull them down. She. "It's time to get naked!"I grinned weakly. Steve and Bob looked at each other, and Steve turned a hand to show that he couldn't control her, either."Somebody has to take charge here," she said, "and since I'm the only executive on the premises that'll be me. So--Guys first!" She plumped into the other chair and looked at me. "If we go first, they'll probably forget to take off their shoes or something."Steve looked at Bob, who was slack-jawed by this time, and made a face. Then he stood and.