. don't move, please... I'll be right back."He bolted for his room leaving me there by the fireplace. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow as I ...tood there trembling, waiting for my son, knowing damn well where this could lead. God... why did I do this... why did I show him my thighs... like some... like some slut. He came down holding the camera."Ok Mom, now spread your legs apart more."I looked down and realized that I haven't changed position that I still stood there holding my skirt. “And?” The tip of the rubber cock, a huge, glistening, blue rod with ridges over its whole length and which had one end firmly lodged in her pussy, pressed against my ass once more. “A Miles High Slut has to do everything she’s told to!” I gasped, feeling the rubber spear my ass once again and her thighs slap against my butt cheeks. My feet were touching the bed sheet left and right of my shoulders, and my pussy was spread obscenely. “A Miles High Slut never has enough!” I choked out, lust,. I returned the favor but splashed her face, and upper chest. We started splashing each other, leaving us totally wet. As we stared at each other, Betty pulled my shirt off, and then hers. Walking over to her dryer, she threw them in. I walked over, unhooked her bra, and threw it in too. "Why do that" she asked. " oh your bra was wet and dirty, lol" I responeded. I enjoyed looking at her pump breasts. Betty then stripped the rest off, tossing it also in the dryer. Naked and pound, she asked me. While not anything, in particular, just lots of things in general. It seemed that they have gremlins in the systems. First, they had lost all the cameras on level nine’s right-side cargo deck. On the Monday, just after 02:00 hours, Lee got a call to go check out why.Lee had been running some routine checks on level two’s air-conditioning control panel while the occupants slept. The occupants had been complaining about it not maintaining a constant temperature at night. Considering some of the.