The snowstorm had blustered out, laying down a new coat of sparkly white that reflected the full moonlight. The moon glow lightened the room. Gretchen...sensed his stir as he pushed back the covers. Her hand stole to his swollen prick. ‘Ready for more?’ she asked. He exhaled and affirmed her question. ‘Well, then, let’s get you taken care of. Come with me.’ Gretchen rose and led a naked Allen by his engorged penis across the loft balcony to the third bedroom door. She opened the door a crack and. .and now Mark wanted more...he wanted to explore the possibilities that these pictures brought out into the open. He knew his feelings were taboo, but his Mom was so hot, so sexy, and seeing hot pictures of her had just flipped his mind and now he didn't care...he just wanted more of her!!As well as still playing with his cock while admiring his Mom, Mark quickly zipped off a mail to Tommy telling him that the pictures were 'so Goddam hot' and did he have any more...and where did he get them?. His breathing becomes heavy and I feel the head of his dick longingly pushing to where it is dying to be. He is careful not to let it slide in though, just tease it and get it wet with the lube. I have to let out a moan though when he slaps its weight against my crack. After some rustling I hear him snap a condom onto his thick, meaty knob.But before I know what’s happening I let out a loud clenching groan and slap my hands against the tiles. He has pushed the entire length of his dick straight. Let me warn you, though, you'd be playing in the big leagues if you tried dating Serena Morgan. She's tough as nails, with more money than God, and she has no tolerance for bullshit." Sounds like my kind of woman," I said, with a lot more bravado than I felt. I killed the rest of the champagne in my glass and decided to head to the bar for a soda. I suddenly had a premonition that more alcohol would not be in my best interests.I heard some polite applause, indicating that Serena's comments were.