If I stand on the stone you can see a large part of the forest, I started getting very horny because I thought if anyone saw me now I'm done, but i di... not care. I started to crouch down so that the dildo touched the stone and then I started riding the dildo hard, no one was around so I figured I might yell out while I fuck my dildo. I started screaming out "fuck my ass hard!" "give me your cum" "Please cum inside of me" "I want your hot cum inside of me" "Fuck fuck fuck" I just got hornier and. Shecould only sigh contentedly as we walked, the soft plush carpetindulging our bare feet.The next 90 minutes were spent oohing and aahing as we were massagedinto oblivion. I hadn't had a massage since the day of my concert inSalt Lake City, and that one didn't hold a candle to what Mom treated meto. They must have peeled us off of the massage tables when they weredone."I don't want to move," I joked with the lady leading us to the nextroom. All my mom could do was nod in agreement.The lady. It was wonderful, the way my blood ran fast through my veins, the way the space between my breasts would become just slightly sweaty and the air I breathed seemed hollow and sparse. It was every bit the same as fainting, yet staying coherent. Fantastic.At that point I was excruciatingly nervous. I reached my exit and felt my muscles clench against the urge to pee. I decided I wanted to stop at a bathroom before I reached my destination so that I would have time for the greeting I knew I would. My panties were forgotten on the other side of the room. I untied my nightgown and let it fall to the floor. Ron slipped his pajamas down and stepped out of them. He lay on the bed, and I lay on my side beside him. I threw my leg over him to open myself to him. We kissed as I took his cock in my hand as Ron slid his fingers over my pussy. Again I marveled at his restraint. A word or movement that even suggested he wanted to fuck me, and I would have submitted without a second thought. I was.