She led me into the suite and threw her purse on the floor by the door and quickly threw off her jean jacket. She moved quickly to the back of the pl...ce as I took my shoes and sock off, then tossing my jacket on the floor too.I walked down the hall to the bedroom (noticing the wedding photo on the wall of her and her husband. She had gained a lot of weight since then) where she was naked sitting on the bed legs open, toes which were painted blue as well pointing up, her huge tits free and. "You don't mind if I take this off, do you?" she asked as she removed her own bikini top. “I don’t want to get any oil on my bikini.”Her lovely, fecund breasts sprang free and hung heavily before me as she bent over and worked in the warm oil. When she began massaging my breasts, gently tracing circles around the swollen areola, I could resist no longer.I reached up and placed my hand on her behind, slipping a few fingers inside the hem of her bikini bottoms.Lisa looked directly into my eyes. "You deserve it." "Thank you Billy." Mom said also sounding serious. "You really are sweet, I mean it." Yeah real sweet I thought sitting there with my hand on my cock as I was listening to my mother talk. "Thanks mom I'll see you soon." 'Yup I'm just leaving now." Feeling guilty, I quickly pulled my pants back up and headed into my mother's bedroom to get the light done before she got home. I left the door open as I entered and paused as I stopped in front of her closet. Shit, why the hell did. (Tom) Or those who made the "Blair Witch Project"!(Bill Hart) We could always make one ourselves just like they did.(Tom) Why not?(Bill Hart) Why not, indeed?(Tom) You would need some money for the FX or find brothers and sisters that look alike!(Bill Hart) Or good morphing programs. Or friends at ILM!(Aaron) Hi, Bill, as I was saying before I am a big fan of your stories. I especially liked the "SRU Anniversary" Story.(Bill Hart) Thank you again, Aaron. But which anniversary? My third year.