” Then stopped and looked puzzled for a second before kicking the back of his car seat. “You’re mean.”John smirked and said. “Only to prince...ses.”“ARRRGH!”John burst out laughing. “I’m sorry. Are you ready to go to Miss Anne’s?”“Yes.” She tucked her arms and looked out the window the whole way there and wouldn’t say a word.When they arrived, John helped her unbuckle and gather her stuff. They walked to the front door and Carly knocked. Miss Anne, a stout lady with more salt than pepper hair,. .and then your dinner time reveal had all kinds of images and ideas pop into my head. As I was touching myself thinking about you, I felt naughty....and it felt good!” Her face reddened further with her revelation. I could tell she was nervous coming out with the truth, that she got excited thinking about her son. I asked: “what were you thinking about? What was I doing to you?” She took a long sigh, and another draw from her glass of wine, and with a nervous smile she responded.“Why...don’t I. Naked girls could be seen lying about under trees with their legs wide apart as their fingers danced over their clitorises and pussy lips before emitting moans of intense pleasure. In other parts couples could be seen having energetic sex sessions as penises exploded and bodies orgasmed as they climaxed the day away.Observing all this in silence as he sipped a cup of coffee caused Tom’s mother to ask him a question.“A quoi penses-tu?” Lynn inquired of her son.“Oh, rien. Rien.” Tom replied.Lynn. ”“Yes, I want to see your naked pussy tomorrow, so I can suck it for you while you’re sitting on this counter.”“Really... ?”“Really!”“I’ll let you Will. You’ll never believe what Momma said to me, when I saw her a while ago.”“What, that she wants her pussy shaved too?”“No ... But I bet she’d let you, Will. She wants to come up to our room one night and watch the lights on the lake with us ... can we you let her?”“Sure, she can come up anytime.”“I mean ... she wants to see us doing it, too,.