She was struck with surprise as I had an erection. She slowly starts to rub it while I stand there helpless. I then took her hand and said, “Mom! Wh...t are you doing”?With both hands, she pushes me back, so I fall on the sofa. She goes down on her knees and starts to undo my belt. “You fucking fight with me and then have an erection. What does that mean, hey? Let me show you how a real woman fucks, you filthy cunt.”My mom unzips my pants and, without delay, whips my hard erect cock out. She. She was short, maybe four foot seven or so, and she couldn't see the fish in the top level of tanks. She would walk to a tank, jump up to see what was in the top tank and then move to the next one.As she worked her way toward me I saw that she wasn't a little girl, she was a short woman - a short woman with a killer body. Waist I could probably get my hands around, nice ass, good rack and a great face. I've been known to be a little on the impulsive side so I moved up behind her and the next. ” I had to confess something to her. “Katy, you’re going to be my first too.” She smiled at me as her eyes widened. “Really? I’m gonna be your first too? I’m so glad this both of our first times.” I sat up as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I pushed her skirt up a little to reveal her sexy, black, laced panties. I was in shock. Had she been planning this? Did she wear this for me? At this point I didn’t care. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me. I undid her skirt to completely. ” He stopped. “No, that is not correct. We are in Oxford, or nearby, and those appear to be the same stones we know. But they are not the same.”He was about to continue when a man approached them. He was dressed as the others, that is, in a style that seemed a little antiquated. There were some oddities about his dress. His foot coverings, for example, were more or less like the ones the group wore but seemed to be made of some strange material. Not cotton, not wool, not leather. He extended.