Now I don't want to take away from the k**s (of whom I will have another series of stories about) but the most gorgeous and beautiful of them all is t...eir mother.Her name is Angie. She turns 51 this year but does not look an age over 30. I still fantasize about the fist time I met her 15 years ago. She would be 36 and I would be 18. Perfect timing, if I would say so myself but that's for (yet) another story. Angie is 5'7" tall with a very fair complexion. A size 6 with 36C breasts that are to. She began to pull them down, so I helped her a little by lifting my butt off the bed. As she did so, my cock poked right up.She pulled my jeans to about the middle of my thighs, then gently took my cock in her hand. She looked at me and slowly began stroking. Slowly and gently. I smiled as I watched her. This was amazing. I couldn’t get over the fact that this was happening. But I had to. I had to get into the moment and stop thinking about how crazy this was.With each stroke she tightened her. "I want to look at those boobies while we walk to the room." But... but... what if someone... you know... sees us?" she asked, blushing.The woman shrugged. "How many people have you showed those slutty tits to in your life? What difference does one more make?"Before she could answer, the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. The hallway outside was empty. As they walked to room 3312, they encountered no one. Robin was surprised to find that she was actually disappointed. It was. Cutest little thing you ever did see. Well, while I kept the little girl talking Tom grabbed her mom in a chokehold and dragged her off to the toilet a few yards away.“I could hear her begging us to leave little Shelley alone. Not to touch her. Now I knew the kids name and it’s easy to get kids to do anything if you’ve got candy. I won her trust with a chocolate bar. When it was time I smeared some on my cock. Yea, did I tell you the little girl and me were both naked now mom. Yea, you see for.