I could tell that it was my mother because she knocked so lightly as if she were scared to disturb me. “Logan can you hold on,” I asked. “Yeah...sure,” he responded. I placed my phone down on my bed and walked quickly over to my door, pulling it open to reveal my mother. She looked dressed and ready to go, which was strange because I did not remember us having plans this afternoon. “Are you leaving,” I asked her curiously. “Yes,” she answered. “Your father and I are going to go see your. ”“Yes, dear,” I said.“And stop that!”“Yes, dear. Brunswick Heads. By the way, It’ll take a lot longer to get back.”“Oh?”“We’ve got to drive north to the roundabout and come back on the other side. It’s over double the distance.”“OK. Can we buy some chocolate, perhaps?”“I’d say you were sweet enough; but OK.” We held hands up to the roundabout and back to the highway fuel stop. I handed Laura a five and she went into the kiosk, emerging with two bars.“I’ll keep the change. I’m sure I’m still. She lay her marvelously meaty little body on mine, and kissed me very, very wetly."We had a long talk with Yoko," Shari told me, looking up at me with those big brown eyes. "She's miserable." With her husband?" I asked."With everything," Shari said. "The whole scene. She loved the kind of wild time we had last week. Just fun, without a lot of hassle." I nodded. I'd loved it too."So she wants to..." I prompted Shari. Shari sighed."I want to also, Paul. It's not just Yoko, not entirely. But Yoko. With that hand she was holding my head close against her lips. Her other hand was moving down my torso seeking my aroused manhood. The closer she got to my manhood her breathing became heavier and ragged. Her breasts were heaving with her nipples hard and erect. She gasped and giggled when she grabbed my hard cock. She was like a child who had found the golden ticket. She got down on her knees and moved closer to my stiff member. She stroked it slowly from tip to base and back up. She.