It looked pretty good to me and arranged to bring Mom over to see. A much larger brick two story, it sat on an acre-and-a-half of land, with a small f...nced-in pool in the back. The three bedrooms were each larger than Mom’s bedroom now and could easily fit king-size beds. There was a bath adjoining the two smaller bedrooms, with doors opening to each and to the hallway, and Mom’s bath was downright palatial, with his-and-hers sinks and vanities, a two-person shower stall, a whirlpool tub, and. She was all over me. Armpits, sides, tummy… and then she found the place. The soles of my feet! Now, the Hotel Krasnopolsky is renowned for its discretion and its thick walls, which was good to know because I do get quite vocal. I was in agony, my tummy was hurting through laughing so much. At last, I managed to get her in a head-lock... with my legs. And the only sounds from Room 490 were the liquid sounds and the contented gurgles of a girl who is being licked by another girl. We fell. She didn't usually wear stuff like that, but, just this once, she had decided to try it. She'd borrowed a teddy from Jessica, along with a garter belt, and she'd bought a pair of dark thigh-high nylons. She was glad she had, because his reaction had been all she could have hoped for. He was always crazy to get her naked, but she took special glee in hearing him saying how sorry he was when he spurted within a minute of entering her. She didn't care that she didn't get to cum on those occasions.. Contemplating my answer while he stood peeing in perfect ignorance, I wondered if I should lie — you know, to spare him feeling hurt and betrayed. Or should I tell the truth in an attempt to assuage my guilt and hope he'd forgive me? Quite a conundrum.All too quickly, the sound of the flushing toilet brought me back to reality. Before I could reply, Dan came behind me, wrapped his loving arms around me, and gazed into the mirror. Smiling again at his reflection, I saw his eyebrows arch.