Only, we are both naked. Both catching each other looking at each other’s bodies. And, I am primarily bringing mom up-to-date on the latest sexual e...counters and challenges I have been engaged in. Specifically, the three dogs on a daily basis and then dinner last night with Tim and Mr. R. Mom always gets excited hearing about the sexual parts but she was most inquisitive about the exhibitionistic activities like yesterday at Sharon’s boutique. She vividly remembered our shared experience at. She once said that she loves rough sex so I grab her head and start making her go down on my dick until she cant go any further. Her eyes start to water so I let her up. She looks up at me and then lunges forward. It takes me by surprise but she starts kissing me deeply, our tongues dancing in each others mouths. I hear Bill let out an “oh yeah” and Ashley takes her tongue out my mouth and kisses me down my chest to my abs all the way down to my dick again. Then she turns and puts her feet over. ‘I told him that Diana was my wife in case he had any ideas about trying to talk to her. And look who he’s here with, Tom!! Harold Green and Price!’ ‘NO SHIT!’ Tom exclaimed quietly with a broad grin. ‘Wait ’til Washington hears about this!’ Lynda was stunned. Why the hell is Robert Clark here with Donald? ********** ‘Who was that man you were talking to at the bar, Bob?’ Price asked as Warren/Clark sat down. ‘You’re not gonna believe this, Don. Take a look at the singer. Does she look familiar. " Mr. D walked over to me and led me to the bathroom of their master bedroom suite. He pointed to the rug that was next to the shower and he told me to get down on my hands and knees on that rug, with my head down and my ass in the air. "I'm gonna rinse you out three times to make sure your ass is clean enough to eat off." I got his little joke. "Each time you just stay in that position for as long as you possibly can, and when you're sure you can't keep the water inside you anymore you get up.