I wasn't real happy with him, and when he showed me the collar he'd picked out for me, I called him every dirty name I'd ever learned in Spanish. I mu...t have gotten at least one right, or the translator fixed it up for me, because he roared in rage and took a swing at me."I blocked him, and swung back, and dumped him on his Latin ass. I told him if he tried to touch me again, I'd castrate him, and I tossed in a few other threats and insults. He stayed in his room and sulked, and we didn't hear. The Cohoe are running and I heard a couple of our guests yesterday bragging about some nice big Chinook they landed. It's a beautiful day and I thought we'd run across to Young Point."I looked up in surprise. I knew nothing about this plan. "Uhhm, I've never been successful at fishing before." No problem. I'll teach you," Deb said confidently."My daughter is a very accomplished boater and fisherman ... fisherwoman ... whatever," Sharon finished in mock frustration."Rick? What do you and Gail. But the moment I enter my room and close the door, i****tual love fills inside me, turning me into a dirty a****l desperately craving for his mother’s mature pussy. I was introduced to sex and to the world of porn when I was 18. Internet at home gave me easy access to all kinds of adult videos, and yet I felt attracted towards my mother.Initially, I hated myself every time I had dirty thoughts about my mother, but images of her in her inner-wear or being touched inappropriately by strangers. Thanks for having us over. You have an awesome place."I waved as she and Christina left. I gently caressed Tamara's shoulder. She just moaned lightly and snuggled into me. I grabbed a towel off the table next to us to cover her and then dozed back off.Sometime in the night, Tamara woke me as she was getting off the lounger. "I've got to go pee," she said and sauntered into the house.I decided we could move into the bedroom and finish out the night. I glanced at the clock and it was three-thirty.