She managed to undo her zipper of the costume allowing her luxurious tits to pop out and sway with every thrust I gave her from behind. I guess it was...to tight for her and uncomfortable. She looked back at me over her shoulder " if im going to be fucked in the ass by my son I might as well try and get comfortable" emphasizing the reason she undid her costume. I loved my mom and I knew I would probably be punished for my acts tonight but I also knew she wouldnt be comfortable cause I grabbed. Of course, my flirting not only had an effect on the rideattendant; I too was feeling a twinge of adventuroussexuality. When the boat floated into the first scene ofships firing their cannons at each other, I immediately fellunder the spell of the realistic extravaganza. The sightsand sounds and smells were so believable and palpable. Atthe same time, some part of me remained curious about theway the Disney people created this illusion of reality. Ifound myself frustrated with being a passive. I only wished I knew what that whole plan was. Evidently, from what I could gather so far, Dawn had put Lynn up to making up to me. Why, I didn't know. Hints from the conversation were sending warnings to me, but I just didn't have enough to figure out why or what."Besides that Dawn... I think I'm falling for him too. I might try to steal him from you after all."That caught my attention. I'd thought she already had fallen for me. Surprise, surprise."Well, you started this all. Your crazy plan. A moment later, the door opened wider and Demie was there behind him, clad only in a bathrobe.“Demie?” I asked, dumbfounded. She had walked out a week ago and never came back. What was she doing in Tillie’s apartment?“Demie?” she replied, confused, and then gave me a sympathetic look which looked wrong on Demie’s face. “No, I’m Tillie, Tom.” She pulled the bathrobe tighter about her. “Um ... I guess you two have stuff to talk about...” She shoved Other Tom forward and closed the door behind.