. and... you, Mom!" he gasped, staring directly between my carelessly parted thighs. I did incredible things to my pussy to know that my son was stari...g hungrily at my sopping crotch."Ohhh, Marty!", I gasped.Leaning down, I kissed him on the lips, not like a mother kissing her son, but like a woman kissing her lover. Surprisingly, Marty knew exactly what to do. He parted his soft, young lips and let my tongue enter his hot, panting mouth, slithering his own tongue past mine and into my mouth.. I have been told that I am ruggedly good looking, if only I weren't too shy."John, hmmm. I like that name. I had a boyfriend named John once, and he was great in bed!" I can't believe how open she is about her sex life, and just follow her silently.When we enter the room she tells me the rules. She will stay on the other side of some plexi-glass, but will come around if I tip $20 or more. I am only allowed to touch were she directs my hands and nowhere else.As she begins to dance, I quickly. Robby pulled the covers up over their heads, cocooning them in the sheets. It was dark and quiet under the covers, she was lying on her back, he was on his side, whispering in her ear. His words were galvanic, the soft lexicon of love he murmured in her ear made her shiver in arousal. Then he touched her, lightly caressing her as he poured out his heart. Laura's body convulsed as waves of small orgasms wracked her. The pungent aroma of her arousal was palpable under the covers.'Whoever schooled. “I’ll be staying at the Marriott by the airport through Thursday night. I’ll have meetings off and on throughout the week, but with a little notice I could be free for several hours. I know that your home isn’t too far from the airport, so, I think that you should consider spending some time with me in my hotel room. If I can give you this much pleasure in an airplane seat, how much can I give you in a hotel room where we don’t have to worry about someone walking in on us?” Amy stared at him.