As soon as I saw her car drive off I rushed to get ready. I grabbed a quick shower and shaved, applied some makeup as best I could, put on my wig, stu...fed my bra with breast forms and tucked my cock back into my panties.I felt a rush of excitement as I stood in front of the mirror. Admiring myself and dancing a little shaking my hips and sticking my bum out. I slid on some fishnet stockings and my new high heels and began loading sissy instruction videos on my laptop.I came across the perfect. "And I guess you are JT." It was not a question so I just smiled my affirmative.We made small talk for a few moments when she said to me. "JT, I rented a room at the hotel if you'd like to go there for a bit." I assured her I would love to go there. Her smile widened. I followed in my jeep as we drove to the hotel. She pulled around to the back of the building to park and asked me if I would mind parking up front. I did as she asked knowing she was here without her husband's knowledge. She gave. Most people would curse the heat, but he had come to love it ever since Emilee moved in. More heat = less clothes. Today was no exception, and his eyes feasted on the girl sitting cross legged on his bed in the extremely tiny pajama shorts she always wore, the length of which left her pert ass cheeks hanging out juuust enough to see them jiggle seductively with every step she took. Sadly, Lance couldn't see her ass while she was sitting down, but the thin spaghetti string tanktop she usually. "Now honey," mom began again. "You can make whatever...adjustments you need to. Let's just get past the ride and enjoy the beach again, OK?" she added, nuzzling her nose into my face.The feeling was already surreal. Mom's hot, wet hips resting on my lap, cock head surging against the front of her pussy, separated by thin material. My head spun with lust and confusion.Still, instincts kicked in. I ran my hands along mom's thighs, under the shirt as she arched back into me. I reached between us,.