" She said, matter-of-factly, as she brought another helping of clam chowder to her mouth."It's still different, Mel, and you know it." David, even if...you were my biological son, I'd still want to fuck you." She said with assertion, catching me offguard, causing me to swerve a bit."What!" I exclaimed."Think about it, David. We were able to share a very special bond as mother and son, while you were growing up. You were my world then and you're my world now, nothing has changed in that regard.. I am quite pleased she was able to approach you and ask. She has had an issue with situations like that and I have been encouraging her to be a bit more open. I hope she was able to pleasure you both." Pleasure is a bit of an understatement. Her skills were quite amazing, and she deliberately moved us into the open, rather than stay in an area where we would have been partially hidden." That is good, and she will be rewarded for her actions. I look forward to seeing you at the class, kitten. I. . I sat on 1 of the large sofas in the reception area as Pete checked us in, I was just watching everybody milling around doing there jobs, when a member of the hotel staff caught my eye, he was wiping down tables, but staring at me, I could feel his eyes on my tits, as my nipples poked against my thin white blouse, it was obvious he could see them stickin out, my pussy started to itch and I moved uncomfortably on the sofa, I was getting horny, and more aware of his eyes looking me up and. She had much better shaped legs than her mother. And guess what she wore a panty and it was the same colour as my VIP frenchie. I could not help spotting a wet spot in the middle of her legs.Her frock had absolutely no opening on top. I could not make out through floral print how good her boobs were and whether she wore any bra. She contined wiping floors. She surely wasn’t used it. At one point I spilled some water on the wet floor. She was just about done with that area and she was about to.