But mild, only a bit of a gross musk. I shiver and laugh at the ridiculousness of this. But I find it interesting how well her body seems to react to ...he “butt stuff”.But I'm getting carried away. I need to save a lot of this. I walk as Ella out into the hall. It's very easy to be quiet and not wake mommy in this little body. I first go to the bathroom and drink as much water as I can. I find the closet where I had stashed the supplies from the stores, and silently pull out zip ties. An easy. Michael gently guides the head of his cock into My very tight pussy and i look over at Luke and roll my eyes letting out the faintest moan. He slides a little in at a time pulling all but his head out and thrusting a bit more each time, at this stage I was moaning with my eyes shut scratching down his back with my legs rapped around his muscular slim waste when Luke lies down and tells Michael to kneel in front of me so Luke could get in a 69 position lapping up my soaking juices while licking. She was a well fucked woman.Both of us were pouring sweat.I checked and no one was near us on the beach. We got our suits back up and had a swim to cool off.At the house a hung over Carl was catching hell from Amy. They cut off the argument when Carol and I came in.Undercurrents of bitterness marred our breakfast.Carl sauntered off down the beach after breakfast. I noticed he had his billfold in the pocket of his beach robe.The ladies and I drove into Panama City and stopped at Saint Andrews. Pretty good, I thought. I dabbed on some aftershave, brushed my hair, and headed up the stairs. Where were we going that we needed to dress up?Mom was waiting at the front door. She was wearing a tight white skirt that ended above the knee and a white blouse with the top three buttons undone. You could see parts of a red bra surrounding her large cleavage. The white high heels were tall, and her hair was down around her shoulders, freshly styled. Instant boner.How can my Mom be this fucking.