The Iguana was a restaurant that Emma had never been to before, but it had always looked very exclusive. She had no idea what to wear, so she had to p...one in advance to see if naturism was acceptable. She was surprised to find that Amelia had already taken that into account, and had booked the two of them in to one of the Private Dining Rooms. ‘That means, madam,’ explained the gentleman from the restaurant, ‘that you are at license to wear, or indeed not to wear, whatever you like.’. And a whore.”Cheryl responded with that coy smile of hers and calmly walked over to the bed and took a seat beside her son. She took one of his hands in both of hers and held it on her lap. The hem of her dress rode up so high that the back of his hand was touching her bare thigh. He’d never felt anything so smooth or warm in his life.“Do you think those are bad things to be?” she asked him.“I don’t know,” he avoided answering.“Did you believe your father when he said those things?”“Not. ‘Oh man, your mouth feels so good!’ He said. Hearing that made me moan like crazy on his dick. I deep throated him a few times, but since I had just ate an hour or so ago, I didn’t want to do much for any accidents. I did more head worshipping then anything. For some reason his dick, started getting soft and then he told me to come in his house. He pulled up his pants and I got up off the floor and quickly followed him to his living room. On the couch was his laptop and his screen saver. Lisa dropped to her knees and as I lay back on the bed she took my cock in her warm mouth. I wanted her and managed to get her onto the bed and positioned her in a sixty nine. I raised her skirt pulled her g string to one side and pushed my tongue deep into her wet pussy as she gave me a great blow job. Within minutes she was covering my face with her juices as I continued licking her pussy, I also used her juices to lubricate her bum hole and pushed firstly one finger then two in her as she.