”“They’re expecting fifteen thousand people at your swearing in today; maybe we can find us some good looking boys.”“Haha,” she shrugged, ...��the council won’t let any boys near me since the attempted usurp. They say that anybody who shows an interest in me is a threat to the empire.”I didn’t mean for her bring the attempted usurp up. I looked away. I think that she noticed my discomfort.“You never wake up late; did you have a really good dream this morning?”I never did wake up late. Neither. ‘OK. Where was I?’ ‘Role playing.’ ‘Oh, yeah. I have been dreaming of doing something like the mystery dinners, only it is mystery sex. I see myself dressed up in slutty clothes where the tops of my breasts show, and you can see the beginning of my nipples when I bend over. I see myself with a blindfold on and silk ropes tied to the bed stand. Jon is lifting my dress above my hips and finds me without panties on. He is running his tongue over my body, licking my pussy, sucking in the meaty part. “What time should I expect another check in?” he asked.“Eight o’clock, if I haven’t fallen asleep already, or forgotten.” She grinned crookedly. “You know how us older folk are: all worn down bushings and bearings.” She pinched his cheek again. “By the way, I always know when you and your friend smoke pot out on the front balcony.” She winked conspiratorially. “The rear balcony’s much better for that kind of activity, Henry, always gets a good breeze. 6400 blocks the wind out front.” She. Without a word, we began kissing once again in the morning twilight. My swollen and flaccid penis was soon ready for more action. Mom's hand locked around it, and I began to fondle her pussy, finding it slick and wet, ready for more action. "Well, baby, there is one more big thing for us to do," mom whispered. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, lifting her knees at the same time. She guided me between her legs, and, reaching out for my manhood, my mother guided the head right.