"What about you Frida, my Celtic beauty, do you like having pussy in your face"?Wow fucking wow, she really was a very strong and forward woman, I had...finally met someone who was more than a match for my sexuality, "Follow me down to the toilets and I will show you", I retorted, not realising how many men were staring at us, fantasising about us and here we were being all lesbian and blind to all the cock around us.I slid from my bar stool and walked down towards the toilets, looking back to. I licked them and lightly gave each one a bite, to moans of pleasure from my mom. When I was sure I had licked every square inch of her tits I turned her around and with a hand on her shoulder pushed her down so she was bent over her chair.This time I did not start slow. I shoved my dick all the way to the hilt and held it there for a second. My mother screamed and if I were not holding her down she would have shoot up from shock. I leaned over and whispered into her ear, “Do you still want me. At last, long last, you get to your gate. Just in time, too - my plane has just taxied up to the gate. It won’t be long until the passengers start to unload. Your cell phone beeps. “Are you ready?” reads the text message. Hands shaking, legs weak with desire, your pussy pulsing relentlessly, you text three letters back - "yes".And then the door to gate opens and the passengers disembark. Your head bobs in search of me when you spot me, standing in front of the gate and quickly step up to me. She was stalking a guy who had been accused of date rape. Ruth, whoever she was in her dream, caught up with him in the shadows behind the field house. Ruth felt a thrill of satisfaction, as she struck, dropped him with a blow to the head. She used a bronze statue of Athena which "Ruth" had won as some sort of award. She examined it, in the dim light, to see if anything had broken or bent when she heard that THOCK, the sound of bronze meeting bone.The young man lay unconscious on the ground..