He would be a help finding the right place to take the special teams. We spent about forty-five minutes reviewing possible destinations. We narrowed t...e choices down to the Palm Restaurant, an excellent steakhouse; Fresco Cucina Italiana, an authentic Italian eatery; Chatham Place Restaurant; and Roy’s Restaurant Orlando, a Hawaiian fusion seafood restaurant.The menus at all four restaurants made us drool. The Chatham Place menu looked fantastic but was a little pricy for us. We had done. Steven laughed wearily.“So anyway, why are you fully dressed?” Chris asked confused, “I thought you would be in bed by now. I had visions of me having to throw stones at your window to get your attention”.“Well, I could ask you the same question.” Steven replied simply.“Yeah, well, I told you, it’s a long story. Speaking of stories, have you been writing much?”“Ha-ha,” he laughed, “yes, that’s why I’m awake actually. I just finished my latest book before you knocked!”“I see”.“Sorry, I never. She was hot, naked, and seemed down to fuck. Three things that made her absolutely irresistible. Eventually, her hands went down south just a little bit. She put her right hand onto my pussy. Even through my shorts, and panties, she could definitely tell my pussy was wet."If I didn't know any better, Paige, I'd say you wanted to fuck me. Is that fair assessment?" she pondered.I just nodded sightly, and she put her lips onto mine yet again. We slowly made our way into the living room, and got. My cocked throbbed against my jeans. I couldn't help but rub it a little."Ohhh It feels so good, baby," she said. She rocked back and forth, her ass jiggling, her big tits swinging. I could see them between her legs.Suddenly I got scared. I don't know if it was the idea of getting caught and having to talk to her about all I'd seen or if admitting to myself that I desperately wanted to screw my mom was just too much to bear, but I ran outside and hid behind the apartment.I smoked and.