”“Good night, angel.”She kissed my chest, put her arms up and held my head over my ears, and laid her head down. I ran my hands up and down her ...ides, feeling her smooth, sexy skin, then wrapping my arms around the small of her back I hugged her, then reached over for the sheet and pulled it up over us.Next thing, the alarm went off. Up and at ‘em. We had coffee and breakfast, watched the news and talked for a bit, then I got a call from the Dodge Dealer in town. I had ordered a pair of seats. She caressed my hair and my arms, explored my chest like she had found something long lost. She was sitting on her knees leaning over me in the narrow space of the tent making her lovely breasts hanging out almost in front of me."Are you attracted to me." she asked looking me in the eyes."Mom, don't ask me such questions, but I think you are drop dead gorgeous. " She glanced at my reappeared hard on as she kept stroking my chest and stomach."I figured so. Maybe it was wrong showing myself naked. Eh Joyce babe....hehehehe."Sylvia lived for sex. It filled her mind incessantly, and she never tired of situations that sprang into her mind involving her being screwed. Their was nothing like the feeling of being impaled on a nice hard cock and riding that pole until the lights start dancing and the stars start exploding. "Nno..I don't think so, I I've been asleep most of the day...I think...been really tired...and...I feel...a bit...strange....like I'm a bit floaty...can't describe it...as if. So I was just searching near few cars when suddenly I heard a few cans topple down near the store room and ran towards that. I heard footsteps running away from the storeroom in the parking lot, into the play area. I ran to the store room, and there were these old paint cans that had fallen down.Just to check I peeked into the storeroom, and spotted a skirt from behind a stack of paint cans. I went and caught the skirt and lifted it, saying you are out. Without my knowledge, I had lifted her.