What do you think about that?" She laughed. "I'm not sure whether you're joking or not." I just smiled. "But since you're here and I think I can trust...you, maybe you can help me out." "Sure," I said seriously. "What's up?" "My co-worker who was going to give me a ride home left early and I'm stuck for a ride home, so..." "...So say no more. Be glad to give you a lift. My Christmas gift to you." "Thank you," she said happily. She had to finish closing her register so I went outside and warmed up. I quickly finished the breakfast, put on my bathing suit and soon I was resting on a lounge chair next to Roy. Roy was lying on his belly with lots of beads and pearls of sweat on his naked back and showing the most perfectly rounded cheeks in the tiny shorts he wore. It was obviously not easy to contain myself in the small tight Speedo bikini shorts that I had got from the hotel gift shop. I was looking down Roy’s body, his sexy curves, curly blonde hair covering his legs and his rounded. Looking at the reflection of my stiff, hairless cock in the mirror was enough enticement for me to jack off once again. Just as I was about to shoot my jism, I turned and faced the bath tub and fantasized that Mum was lying there and I was letting my cum shoot all over her. Fuck, I've done nothing else but wank myself all day. I've made up my mind to say to Mum that I want you to let me fuck you. I want to feel what it's like inside that wet hole of yours and to let me shoot my spunk up you. I. " C'mon, baby. You can do it. I know it's long and thick, but I think if you just angle it up a bit, it will probably slide right in there."Josh planted his feet firmly, flexed the bulging cylinder upwards, and sure enough, just as his mother predicted, his duffel bag slid smoothly into the narrow opening amongst all his other belongings in the back of their SUV."That's my boy. I knew you could do it." Erica looked at her son with a coquettish smile. "After all those times you slipped that big.