“Goddamn your pussy feels great!”“You feel great too! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!”“Damn woman, you’ve got a great snatch!” I had both hands ...ripping her ass cheeks.“Do you love it?”“Do I love what?”“My pussy!?”I smacked one of her ass cheeks hard. “Say snatch!”“Pussy!”I smacked her ass again, harder.“Say snatch!”“Snatch!” she yelled out between gasping for air.“What about your snatch?” Fucking her hard, I sported a devilish grin. “Do you love my snatch, asshole?”“Yeah, I love your slutty fuckin’. She was red in the face and her nipples were about to burst from being so hard under her thin nighty. We watched tv for awhile and them mom went to bed. I was so turned on by the whole event that I acted like nothing had happened and hoped for more as I had never seen such a wild raunchy side of my mother before and I liked it. This man holding her and feeling her up sent pleasure thrills down my body I had never known. I decided to encourage more stuff like this in the future. I masturbated 3. For the next few days Victoria parked herself from sun up waiting for Camille to stroll by with Josh on her arm. Each day she wore a different colored bikini along with a wide brim hat and sunglasses. Her shoes were under the chaste lounge that the hotel reserved for her. She was patient because she knew that they were coming. Every morning and evening she checked at the desk to make sure they were coming and each time she was told that they were on the way.Evening she dressed up and ate at a. When she sat down that skirt rose right up and you could almost see up to her waist. Her long legs were accentuated by her blue nylon stockings and a pair of extraordinary high heels. She was statuesque with those heels even compared to my 6ft 5 frame. With the cold weather her nipples were clearly visible, truth be told she looked like one of the hookers you might pick up in Chinatown. My wife seemed very puzzled by her appearance asking me in private what was she thinking? I tried to think of.