I was tempted to drive out Friday night, and mentioned it to Manny, but he shook his head."Don't bother, man. Traffic will be hellish, and it'll be da...k and cold by the time you get there. Seriously, if you want more time, just leave early Saturday morning." Okay." I nodded. I wanted to get back there as soon as I could, but Manny was right. I needed to calm down. King's Bay would be there in the morning."Why are you so anxious to get out there, anyway?" Manny asked. He'd come home late from. What about mummy turns you on?" She asked. She was enjoying this. She was enjoying being my sexy mother. "Everything... Her boobs... her pussy... Her ass..." I say lightly as she talks about herself."Oh, well you have sucked on these." She squeezes her breasts lifting them a little. "You have been inside here." Her hands slid from her breasts down over her pussy, spreading her lips a little. "But you haven't been in here yet." She says turning around grabbing her large ass cheeks squeezing. I glanced down between us at the silhouetted outlines of our bodies, looking at the rise and fall of her deceptively flat stomach. Slowly, I resumed my thrusting, my cock probing her depths, feeling the slight bump that was her cervix as I bottomed out.“There’s a baby in there?” I spoke rhetorically as I tapped at her innermost entrance. She nodded at me, panting as I fucked her. I decided in that moment that it was an exotic thought, and allowed myself to be overcome by my climax, shuddering. Ren pulled his cell phone from his pocket and began typing in my number. “This area code?” “Sure, yeah.’ “I’m calling you tonight. By the way, this is my friend Patrick and I am Ren.” Ren’s eye gave a mischievous glint. His aggression was actually refreshing. They tipped me 28 dollars from a bill of 58.76$. I knew that was a very substantial tip for a not so busy Monday afternoon. I went shopping after work. I bought a vintage, black leather bomber jacket at the Buffalo Exchange, some soaps.