He stepped closer to me and I backed away towards the door at the same time lifting my dress to flash him my now wet knickers. Holding his gaze, I pul...ed down my dress exposing my big tits held high in my bra, my nipples hard and poking through the sheer material. He had unbuttoned his jeans already and slowly pulled out his meaty prick, pre-cum was leaking everywhere from the tip of it and dribbling on to the hotel room floor. ‘Show me your cunt you dirty bitch’ he ordered as he began to. Yeah, you’re the mom and I’m the son, but we both know it goes a lot further than that.”“But, David, we can’t...”“That’s the whole point, Mom. Yes we can. If we’re just honest with each other we’ll admit that I’m a man now. I have needs and so do you. Instead of you settling for dates like you had tonight and me settling for dates with girls instead of real women, we could both have what we want. We love each other, Mom, much more than simply mother/son — and you know it.”“David, I don’t know. Later I praised her for doing that and told her that it meant a lot to me.That night the sex was a little different. Each girl came to my bed for a one on one. Jessica was just as sweet and tried to turn off the lights before undressing. Remembering that first night up on stage I told her that I had probably seen her naked as much as I had clothed. She still giggled and ran to get under the covers. She was just too cute for words.The next day I took the girls shopping for sexy panties and bras,. It didn’t have a balcony but when she opened the big windows in the living room a warm breeze reached us. “This is nice, “I said, looking around. “I bet you wonder how I can afford this place being a waitress?” I smiled at her. “Yes, I did.” “See this?” she said, pointing at herself. “Yeah?” “My dad is German. And he sends me money every month. That’s how I can afford this kind of place. That explained her height and her facial features, I thought. “What do you want to drink?” she asked..