”“Well, like mother, like daughter, I guess,” Kimberly grinned.“What do you mean?” I asked her.“My mother’s actually done that. A few ye...rs ago she went to some college party and picked up two young studs and brought them back here,” she continued, “And she did the same, got spit-roasted by them for hours. She told me it was incredible.”“You and your mother talk about stuff like that?” I asked, incredulous.“Sure, why not? It’s just sex,” she explained.“Quite a woman, your mother,” I said.“Yeah,. ” About fifteen minutes into our conversation I said that I was considering heading out her direction to get a bite to eat and inquired if she was interested in joining me. She said that she needed to shower and so we agreed on a time to meet at the restaurant. The place we went was out near the edge of town and had a hotel and beautiful grounds where guests could just stroll around. During the drive over to the restaurant I wondered what she would be like. It turned out I was pleasantly. "Let's get you locked up again okay?" yes" I answered.She handcuffed me in the closet. I could spin around and stand just fine. There were extra mirrors in the closet and she moved the one in the room to where I would always have a view of how I looked."There was something that you told me last night right before you passed out. I had shown you a video of anal and you, in your drunken stupor told me you like to play with your ass." She spun me around pointing my face to the mirror in the. As Bernadette was laying there rubbing her herself after cumming, I slid between her legs and positioned my cock at her juicy pussy lips. Slowly, I entered her and she let out a sensual sigh. "It's been so long since I've had sex," she said. "You're so tender and kind. It is so different and peaceful." I began a gentle rhythm and she responded. We were moving in unison and becoming more intense. Before long, I was slamming my cock into her all the way up to my balls and Bernadette was lifting.