We sit like that for a long time while I caress her beautiful breasts. Then my mother turns around and straddles me face to face. Then she puts her ar...s around me; and so coupled, I lift her and carry her to bed. My mother is a big woman, but I am bigger, and it is easy for me to carry her like this. I put her lovely legs on my shoulders and she doubles up until they touch her breasts. In this position, we can achieve the deepest and most satisfying penetration. I fuck her lovingly for a long. Six feet tall, twelve stone (a hundred and sixty-eight pounds if you don’t know that fourteen pounds equal one stone), slim with decent musculature. So, average looking, not devastatingly handsome, not ugly. You have the picture. Zena had warned me early on against making advances to the clerical staff or the clerks – that was simply not done – though two of the women who were friends of Zena sometimes got lifts to their homes with me. However, outside work, I had a couple of short term. That's what I try to relate to my readers through my stories and so the stories just keep popping up online. One of the hottest and seemingly most daring fucks I ever had was with the mother of one of my best friends, Doug. His mother, Kathy, was one of the sexiest young women I'd ever seen -- but, of course, who would ever think of shoving his dick into his buddy's mom's pussy?? Well, I'd thought of it a lot but it's not the kind of thing that I'd have told Doug I fantasized about.One. Cabinet space was not used up by clothing. There was also a small Hokkaido style fireplace in one corner. I selected three CDs of Koto music then set the switch to pipe the music into the main bath. I went into the closet, stripped my cloths off, and slipped into a thick, oversized terry robe. On a hanger were the navy kimono jacket and cotton shorts that I usually wore. I took them and a couple of large bath sheets with me to the bathroom. The bathroom was designed to be the best.