"Yes, sort of. There's loads of rides in there. I'm certain there aresome in there suitable for you." Can we go there?" asked the girls together."Lets...go have a look. I suppose we could check the prices," she said.When they got there, Helen found that things had changed since her lastvisit."You have to pay to go in now?" she said. "Since when?" We introduced the admission fee just over a year ago. Its omitted fromthe price of any ride tickets you buy," said the person at the entrance."We're. I’m staying at the Harbour Marriott. And here is the card of my lawyer, who will handle the trivia.”“Yes, sir. Excuse me, I’ve never sold a property so quickly and straightforwardly.”“I’m old enough to know what I want and what I can afford. I look forward to hearing from you.” We shook hands, I walked to the corner of Pitt and took a cab to the Marriott.It wasn’t lunchtime yet, so I called my lawyer and told him what I’d done.“91 Goulburn’s a nice building.”“I thought so. Convenient, too. Can. I was awestruck when I entered the room. I saw her clothes on one side of the bed and that she was hiding under the blanket. Only her face could be seen from outside.I went near her leg and crawled inside the blanket just to see her neatly shaven pussy right in front of me. I started licking and fingering it while the room was filled with her moans until her first orgasm hit her. Then I licked all her juices and removed the blanket from above just to see her completely nude.She was trying to. So, Annette found herself borrowing her own son's porn.'Do you mind?' she asked after she'd finally grasped the nettle and asked Ian outright if she could borrow one or two films. 'Is it too weird?''Well, yeah… it is a little,' Ian confessed, 'but it's nothing I can't handle...' he shrugged and grinned. 'Besides, if it's okay for me… It's only natural.'Annette smiled at her son's recital of the 'natural' mantra. She'd created a monster!Annette picked a film at random and sheepishly left Ian to.