Soon I felt is hand gently rubbing my back and he whispered “darling did you enjoy my Lund” I said “very much, couldn’t you feel it” he just...hummed. We continued to talk vulgar thingHE : You are so sexy, kumar must be enjoying youI : smiled and said that idiot does not know sex and his lauda is like a lizard he laughedHe: from now on I will satisfy youI : you are a real mard and your lund is like donkeys lundHe : your gaand is nice, I want to maro your sexy gaandI : it will hurtHE : do you know. .. you seem more American."I've lived in the states a fair bit, may have picked up some bad habits." I laughedShe smiled.In what I estimated to be about a mile, we reached the village of Summercove. It was a picturesque Irish village with a small harbor overlooking the estuary where the River Bandon meets the sea. Many of the houses were gray slate from local quarries.She pointed out the Bulman Bar and recommended it as a good place to eat and drink – "if you have a mind to, of course."She. I adjusted the view of the binoculars bringing her bedroom window into closer view and waited patiently.As I waited, I felt my heart beating in my chest, felt my hands starting to shake, felt saliva gathering in my mouth until I almost drooled, and then she entered.As she entered, she was looking down, fiddling with the knot that had held her shirt closed. I watched as she finally managed to open the outer loop of the knot before raising her hands and, her fingertips sliding down her. All my fantasies were coming true as there I sat with Mom's hosed legs stretched across my lap. I decided this was the moment of truth. If I didn't act now, I may never have this opportunity again. So I reached for Mom's right foot and began to slowly rub it for her. Mom cooed and said that felt so nice since she was in her heels all night. My cock was throbbing as I switched to her left foot to do the same. Mom finished her cigarette and put the butt in the ashtray, telling me I was.