Cassie broke the kiss. She buried her face between my breasts, nuzzling at them. “I know, I know, Mrs. Fatima,” she moaned between sucks. “We sh...uldn't do this. But I'm just so horny. And you're just such a mother. A MILF. I love MILFs!”Her hands squeezed my dusky cheeks, her red hair caressing my hard nipples. She rubbed the inner slopes of my tits against her face, reveling in my cleavage. Her thumbs swept out, rubbing across my hard nubs.Pleasure shot down to my futa-dick. It throbbed,. Next day we came to Bangkok and had lunch at a hotel called Lotus at Sukhamwat. It was an Indian lunch and was very good. The organizers took us to Golden Buddha temple and few more. We checked in at Royal President Hotel. Next day we went to Safari world and could see so many animals in the natural surroundings. Elephant show, Orang-Utan show, Sea lion and Dolphin shows were very good. These shows took me back to my girlish feelings. I felt it good. But night was different.A taxi driver was. She had her arms around me and she pulled me tightly against her nude body. I loved the feel of our bodies touching like this, the soft, warm touch of my mother's nude body against mine. It seemed only natural to be with her like this, for a daughter to be so close to her mother.It was different than being with my dad. With him I was giving myself to him for his pleasure. I would have done anything for my dad, ANYTHING – all he had to do was ask. With my mom it was more like I was blending. As he kissed my big brown nipple, rolling his lips around it, I felt as though my legs would give way. He gently lowered my boob again and knelt before me, undoing the belt of my slacks. As he eased them down my legs he pressed his lips to my belly, just below my navel. My legs really did fail then, and I dropped on my bum back onto the bed. Steve’s eyes never left mine as he slipped of his remaining clothes. Then he sat beside me and eased me back onto the bed as we kissed. Steve slipped his.