"It has been a long fucking day" she states. "Don't get mad, but I am about to fall asleep" I say. "Me too" was her answer. And we fell asleep, nak...d and satisfied.Saturday:I wake up a couple of times in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and to get something to drink. She wakes up once to go to the bathroom. It is a great weekend as we lay there in bed, naked until 10 am since we have nothing that has to get done. As we lay there spooning with me behind her, my dick starts to. I didn't want to do that. I mean, I wanted to fuck lots of girls, but I didn't want to put in the effort to really train myself.Of course, the training wasn't just about how to keep from jizzing. It was also about how to please women and other men, so they had me learn how to finger-fuck and suck cock and eat pussy and all that stuff. They have people here who are instructors. We call them Guides. Mom is one of them, and she gave my some of my first lessons in giving head and finger-fucking.. Her joining wouldn't be a bad idea either, though perhaps not just now. Eventually Ronnie did exclaim with a big smile: "Didn't mean to interrupt, or join, at least not right now. Have fun". And closed the door behind her, probably going on to the other bathroom. It all was a bit ridiculous, so we laughed, and used the opportunity to change positions.She topped me, grabbing my cock as though it was a joystick, which to her perhaps it was. And aiming it into her wet, warm pussy, now facing the. From where I sat I could see both of them in profile but, they could only see each other from the waist up. Aunt Pat was wearing very conservative knee length black skirt and white silk blouse. It's a good thing Mom couldn't see Aunt Pat from the waist down. When Aunt pat sat down in the chair she had pulled her shirt up to a point exposing the darker area at the top of her panty hose. Then she crossed her legs which hiked the skirt even higher. I knew two things were certain, she was wearing.