”Ella leaned in, and they kissed. When their lips parted, she said, “Let’s go home.”**“Morning,” Ella said when John awakened the next mo...ning. She smiled and giggled at his reaction to her fingertips gliding over his morning erection.“Morning,” he said. Then he did something completely unexpected and pushed her hand away. Upon seeing the look in her eyes, he reminded her, “The test.”“I wasn’t really doing anything,” she protested.“We weren’t last night, either.”She had to admit he was. I wish I could tell a story about me fucking that long legged blonde stewardess in plane bathroom but that’s not the story, maybe another time. This story takes place on a weekend trip I took with my mother, we were headed up to one of her business conferences.My mom, Claire usually worked from home but sometimes would go out of state on business trips. I had been dying to go on one of these trips with her, since she was always telling me how great they were. She always would tell me how she. * I teased my lips gently, watching them. Then he sat up and took off his belt. My breath caught in anticipation; she pulled down his trousers and briefs at once. His cock sprung forth. I moaned involuntarily, my fingers slid inside me and I slumped back onto the table. They both reached for his cock. My eyes closed on me and I hated them for it. I looked again to see her spitting on his shaft; she rubbed it over him with a wicked grin and lapped, teasingly, at his cock head. He pushed her back. “Good,” the woman murmured around a firm nipple. She now rotated her finger tips over Cat’s stiff clit. Cat moaned and leaned back against the old chrome pipes. The woman pursued her lovely breast, never missing a suck. “Oh God, I wish . . . I wish . . . ” Cat trailed off, unable to voice her wish. They both knew what she wanted. The woman finally broke contact with Cat’s huge breast and pulled forward by her hips. “Slide forward,” she whispered. Cat slid forward quickly and threw her legs.