“I love these boots and American cowboys,” she said, her blue eyes smiling into mine. Glancing at her round ass straining her jeans, the image of ...er riding me like I was her stallion flashed in my mind, but disappeared when she interrupted my sudden fantasy by shoving her hip against mine, “I want you to be my cowboy tonight.” “You do, do you,” I responded, feeling her body against mine, liking how direct she was and how it made me comfortable enough to be equally playful with her. “Yes, let’s. He had tiny pink nipples and hard, young muscles. I didn’t want to spook him so I limited myself to quick glances.Not wanting to miss an opportunity, I stretched my back and, in the process, thrust my own cock in his direction. I could tell he was transfixed by my man-meat, and I made a big show of soaping my cock. “Josh, I can’t reach my back. Would you mind washing it for me?”He grabbed the soap and started rubbing it on my back. Between his soft hands and the soap it created an. Mama was snoring slowly. Both of us were back to reality. Papa sat there for a few seconds looking at mama. He caressed her cheek with his thumb and left the room.I sat by her side for a couple of minutes, trying to calm myself down. I had reached the point of no return. I was too hot for just fingers to satisfy me. I needed a thick, throbbing cock inside of me to extinguish the fire inside me. My own father’s hard cock. I made sure mama was comfortable and left the room.Papa was sitting on the. She caught me with my sight and looked at my paints . I read her eyes while looking at my pants and me.. It’s was a big positive sign to approach her. Her figure was 38-34-36 .My room boy helped keeping there luggage. After 15 min she called me for hot water, her husband was out in lawn smoking. I went in to check the heaters.When I entered the room I saw her full right side breast trying to feed her 2 yrs baby. I couldn’t move my eyes and body standing next to door.. Stunt. Huuuffff … She left.