"Thank you, baby... and the girls here thank you too!" Then being the professional she was, she started getting ready to go, off to her next "appointm...nt". "Wait a minute, Angel, where are you going?" I have to get back out there and get to work baby. But I had a really wonderful time–you were amazing." No, you can't go yet, I'm not done. You see, I have this rule that I never walk away from a fuck until BOTH of us have enjoyed it. Now get back on that bed and let me pleasure you like you have. One side of the bench seat was taken up with my large suitcase; a small cooler sat on the floor."Jesus mom! How are we both going to fit in there?" I whined."Easy son; I'll sit on your lap. It's only for a couple of hours and your old mom doesn't weigh that much!" she chided, sipping on a can of cold beer.Mom was right; she didn't weigh that much. She was far from petite, but she wasn't fat. She was well proportioned for a woman in her mid forties. Mom looked after her figure and her looks, but. It was driving me wild. I wanted to fuck her good and hard right there. But I could tell this slow milking was turning her on too. She was starting to moan a little. I remembered how vocal she was in the car.“C’mon,” I said, “I’ve got an idea.” She got off me. I pulled my dick in, but left my zipper down. Taking her by the hand I led her into the garden, which provided a bit of cover from the path. The students were growing beans, and the stalks came up to about mid-chest level. She got down on. As I got older I started to discover that I wanted to be submissive and it wasn’t long before I started to fantasise about being dressed as a girl and be submissive to a man. Strangely, about 4 years ago, I lost interest in sex with a woman. I could no longer maintain an erection and lost interest in sex. I still fantasised about being a submissive sissy though and soon found that the only time I could achieve an erection was when I dreamt about being f***ed into being a sissy. The more I.