Maybe all I wanted to do was see if my voluptuous mother would match up to the naked image I had built in my head.I peeped and even saw my mom taking ... bath. She was completely naked. Her melons looked beautiful, swaying as she was bathing. They weren’t sagging. They were a perfect 10, just like my mother.She had a flat stomach and a trimmed pussy. She didn’t have a big butt, but it looked perfect. I was happy to see her naked. She closely resembled the naked image I built about her.After. “Well,” she said, laughing softly, “I suggest you take a shower and then we have breakfast. You have a train to catch.”“I meant about us!”“That’s not for today,” she said. “I told you that. Go back to Göteborg. Figure it out. I’ll be here for you. Always and forever. Now, go get your shower.”Karin went to her room, and I went and showered and came back to my room to dress and finish packing. I walked out to breakfast, a bit concerned about what Lars and Annika might say. Did they even know?. “You know I do.” Drew guided me as I rolled back onto my side so that I was facing away from him. He laid behind me, pressing his chest into my back. With one hand, he continued to play with my genitals as he used the other to apply a condom and lube to his own massive shaft. He also spread some lubricant on my ass, then began to line his head up with my entrance. I tried to calm my heart as he slowly began to push his way inside of me. He thick shaft began to slowly make way, giving me a. Soon Marie herself appeared in the background, a blurred figure fumbling with something or other. When she turned sideways to the camera, her silhouette revealed what she had been doing: putting on a good sized strap-on, which cast a visible shadow on the wall behind her.Turning again toward the camera, Marie came up behind Jane; her face never really came into focus and when she knelt down, stroking the strap-on with one hand, her head was out of frame. The artificial cock looked truly huge at.