Mom & I were having a great time. I took a chance and said "If you get tired of k** time, I'm in Room 112!" She smiled, with a bit of the devil in her...eyes. "I'll see how the night goes, but it sounds good to me!" I didn't think any more of it, as she and her daughters left the pool area. I retired to my suite, stripped, and fired up my computer for some video (and maybe some chat) action. Awhile later, when I assumed it was a "no-go," there was a knock on my door. I peeked through the door. Having never known a womanintimately except by paying her, even a platonicrelationship was more than he might have hoped for. Afterall, the companions were close in their council, but not asfriends. A close friendship, especially with a woman, wascertainly worth losing a bit of sleep over.It wasn't until several months later that he accidentallydiscovered what Allison was working on. Having fallenasleep next to her computer, the young woman was mutteringin her sleep about the end of men.. No sir she screamed. But you have fantasized about it haven't you? She bit her lower lip but did not answer. He slapped her open pussy harder than before. She screamed louder raising her hips high off the mattress and yelled YES SIR I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT IT !!! He let out a bone chilling sadistic laugh and said well my little black beauty I am about to make your fantasy a reality. She suddenly felt her feet being raised high above the bed by the spreader bar. What are you doing she screamed? . “Maybe embarrassed or something.”“Are you embarrassed, Sally?” “Sally shook her head. “Bob?”Bob too, shook his head.“Then why should I be embarrassed?” Marla said. “After all, it was you that got fucked, Sally, not me.”“But you sure wanted to, Mother!” Sally said, letting her giggles go. “I could tell. You wanted to get fucked, too.”“Well, perhaps,” Marla replied, turning to pour the coffee.“Why didn’t you, Mother?” Sally asked. “Bob would have done it. Wouldn’t you, Bob?”Bob looked up at his.