We knew it wouldn’t be long before we were no longer alone so I told her that I was a little embarrassed seeing her in person knowing she’s seen �...�all of me’. To my surprise she said, don’t be embarrassed and that over the past month she’s thought about it a few times while she was alone. Wow, did she really masturbate thinking about me? My mind raced with these thoughts. I told her what I turn on that was and that I thought I was going to need some relief very soon.“Oh really?” she said. I. We arrive at the hotel and begin unpacking our bags. My mom has such nice, sexy clothes. I see her take her thongs and dresses out when she quickly takes her strap-on dildo out trying not to let me see her big black 10" strap-on. I was surprised to see and very excited at the same time. It got me thinking how naughty my mum must be so I asked her. "Pity I left mine at home", she turns around and looks at me. "Excuse me" she says trying to see if she hear right the first time. "I said its a pity. Her pussy was gaping and her hole twitching under the pain on her lips which were wide apart. I gave her a gentle slap on the bum, her legs started to move but soon stopped but her cry was intense. I mopped her brow which was now very wet her breathing deep almost gasping. I asked if she wanted to stop but she murmered no please go on I need to know how much I can take or something like that.The underside of her backside was clear of any marks as it was not exposed sitting on the branch earlier. But he wasn't the only one acting, since when her mother felt the pinch, she would turn around and with the most loving and sensual voice, would give him a gentle slap in his hand and say, "Not here, my dear, wait to be home alone," or when she would go into a corner with another of her husband's friends' wives who was one of her mother's lovers to arrange an appointment to go out to eat during the week, Moira would think, "Yes, I'm sure you both would be eating a lot of pussy."And so the world.