"Let's get you settled in," she held open the door to her flat. Pippa handed her the bottle of wine.Pippa walked in and was a bit shocked to see a ful... photo background set up and several whips and handcuffs all over the ground. "Are you doing a photo shoot tonight, then?" Pippa turned back around."Well, doll, I tried to warn you on the phone, but you wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise! But don't worry about that," Liv breezed past her, setting the wine bottle down on a table. She then. Soft light blue jeans were making it appear more tempting and sexy. They both started walking towards the lodge. While walking towards the lodge, he pulled her towards him and wrapped his right arm around her shoulder. Then slowly, hands moved from her shoulder, down to her waist. Then just for a fraction of a second he touched her bums and again raised his hands on her shoulder.She was enjoying his moves and so was he. They searched for two-three lodges, and could not find a room. And the. My fingers needed and massaged her thighs a lot more than any other part of her body. My fingers moved up and touched the bottom edge of the suit and traced along the edge to hip and then down to knee. Up inside of thigh to almost the edge of suit covering her pussy. I squeezed and she moaned. I rubbed the back again and hands hit top edge of suit at waist. “You said you don’t like the tan lines but you will have on at your waist unless you move the top down a little.” I had risked it all. Mom had been on my mind for the past week, the image of her jilling off in my bedroom tattooed in my brain. I couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked, how sexy she looked ... how dirty she looked. Of course, my imagination inspired me to strip down to nothing and take my cock in hand. And then my bedroom door swung inward, revealing my mother, wearing nothing but a black size-too-small bikini, standing in the doorway in that super villainess stance of hers that drove me absolutely.