"In fact I know a lot of women who wished they looked as good as you."Beverly laughed, starting to lose herself in the fantasy."I thought Deanna Troi ...as your ideal, Wes. I know you've spent enough time dreaming about her." Deanna's fine, Mom, but she can't compare with you." You can't tell me that if you had the chance, you'd pick me over Deanna?" Beverly asked, feeling a warm tingle throughout her body as she felt Wesley's eyes covering her body."I can do more than tell you..." Wesley said as. I felt her fingers on my ass and they were silky and smooth withlube. She spread my ass cheeks apart and toyed with my balls and thengripped my cock briefly before returning to my ass. Her cool fingers priedme apart and she worked gobs of lube into my asshole with her fingers. Iwas glad I had cleaned myself out as she drilled her fingers deep insideme. I knew they'd come out clean. She slapped me on both ass cheeks with her riding crop and then Ifelt her kneeling behind me and a stiffness. My mouth moved down to your shaft, my tongue swirling around the thick base. I cupped your delicate sack in my hand, massaging and pulling gently as my mouth worked. You lightly placed your hands in my hair, guiding me as I moved. “Oh darling,” you whispered hoarsely, losing yourself to the delicious sensation. I looked up at you through my lashes, my cheeks faintly pink with excitement. “I want you darling,” you said with a guttural groan, lifting me up by the hands until I was standing,. We stopped at the old Northshore store and after asking and getting nothing we went outside and sat for a while. As folks came into the parking area we asked. When Linda asked she always got a better response. She may have been a haole but a really good looking one and that was magical compared with the sometimes stink eye I got.Finally someone seemed to know something. They gave us some directions we hoped worked. It was a long shot but we followed the them as best we could, Linda asking when.