“It is me. At least, it is the me you need to See.”He frowned at that and shook his head slightly. Had he heard her correctly? What did that mean?...“Are you well?” He couldn’t remember exactly, but visions of her being harmed flashed into his mind. He dispelled them before they grew too painful.“I am,” she replied. “Do you want me?”He blinked. What kind of question was that? “Of course, I want you!” He told her as he took a step forward, toward the stream. He would have to cross it to get to. Up inside with a finger?" Yeah, sometimes two." So you've got this clit thing and you put fingers inside? Wow, that's more than I thought." Yeah, it's kinda nice being a girl that way," I giggled as I worked a second finger inside."How are you doing it right now?" he asked. We were both talking some but our eyes were glued to the wild party on the screen."I'm rubbing my clitty with my left hand, with two fingers, and I've got two fingers of my right hand inside." Do you think we could, um,. No toys, no spice, no frills.I was aching for someone to take control of me and fuck me like there was no tomorrow, but I couldn't tell him that. So I skirted around the topic and tried to deflect by turning his questions back on him.Fitz was more than forthcoming about his sexual activities and it made me jealous. He portrayed himself as being very dominant in the bedroom, using toys and restraints, explaining how he likes to fuck and spank.I was getting really turned on to the point where I. My mum, Ruth, was 39 and was the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Her long blonde hair and bright blue eyes with a slim hourglass figure. She had 36 DD tits and a lovely bum. I was a spitting image of my father with a average body, average 5 inch dick and loved to play sports.I fantasise about my hot mother all the time. I sit there in bed every night with my mums Facebook open wanking and fantasising about me and her. I had been fantasising about my mother for about a year. Nudity was.