Did I mention I hate alarm clocks? I think I hate alarm clocks worse that I hate cheap hotels. So an alarm clock in a cheap hotel ranks right down the...e on the bottom of the list. The bed was warm and comfortable, if only a little crowded and I was fighting the urge to burrow down between the bodies and the blankets and go back to sleep, but work was calling me and her song was one I was fighting. I do not like disasters and for the better part of the last two weeks it seemed like I had been. Mom responded back by stuffing her tongue in his mouth. After picking up his wine glass Bill was standing watching his son and my Mom make out with an obvious hardon in his pants. My own cock was pushing the front of my pants out as I watched my best friend and my Mom make out. I guess Greg was a fast mover like his Dad because he started to rub Moms tits with one hand while the other rubbed her bare thigh and went up the back of her skirt to her panty covered ass, They were still tonguing. Being particularly interested in any new favourites he added. Afterwards she would masturbate with her favourite toys and imagine it was the two of them in the videos, and not the perfect actors and actresses.However, after a couple of weeks she got bored of making up fantasies and masturbating, and decided it was time to put her plans in to action.She didn’t know if it would work, or whether it would break her marriage apart, but she DID know that she had to try something before she was made. She jolted as a strong hand cradled her arse, pulling her towards him as he lowered his lips to hers. His kiss was soft and cushioned, but as she allowed her tongue to tentatively explore his hot mouth it took on a new, primal hunger. His taste was masculine, unfamiliar and forbidden, a heady blend of alcohol and smoke. She moaned inaudibly as his hand groped behind her dress, grappling its way up her legs as his riled manhood bucked against her hips. Instinctively, she guided his hand away,.