..I...Mmmm... I told you, you could not touch me unless...unless I said…so."Hunter said into my ear, "Get fucking real mom! You fucking want it! You...have been asking for it!" I didn't say anything in response, I had to admit, and I was enjoying my son's feeling me up like this, it was turning me on and I found it kinky as well. "Man Hunter, I can't really enjoy mom's fucking gorgeous tit's like this. Do you think we need to undo her shirt and bra?" He smiled wickedly at me. "Fuck yeah Ryan.. I often worked from home, and had an office set up in a spare bedroom. I had a slogan an old reporter had given me, it was a quote, I never knew from who. ‘It is the job of a good reporter to report the news, factually, and raise hell.’ I had another quote from Rikki Tiki Tavi, a Rudyard Kipling book of the nineteenth century. Rikki Tiki was a mongoose, a small mammal that liked to hunt and kill cobras. They had no immunity, if they got bitten they died, but they were both smart and quick, and. Before I got the chance, the odd woman pulled me into her room and closed the door. She took off her PJ shirt and unhooked the bra with her back to me. When she turned around, she had her hands over her breasts. Slowly she dropped her hands as she looked on the verge of tears.Her breasts were two different shapes with one nipple the diameter of my pinkie and pointed up at the ceiling. Her other nipple was fat and sat at the bottom of the areola. I didn’t ask as I alternated sucking on each. We spent the rest of the morning walking the nature trails, as we had loved to do when we were c***dren. We talked a lot about different memories we had shared coming to this park all of our lives, and mostly just enjoyed the sun and each others' company. I couldn't help noticing how delicate her hands looked when she slapped at a bug, rubbing her neck where it had been climbing on her. She just seemed like such an exquisite and otherworldly creature to me, and I couldn't seem to shake the hold.