I filled two bowls with water and sat them on the table along with two hand towels. I got a high backed chair and sat in the middle of the room so...she had room to walk on both sides. I wore a halter dress so i wouldnt get too wet. She pulled a tank top out of her bag and pulled off her blouse and put on the tank. As she applied the cream to my face I could feel her body on me. Her breast were pressing against my shoulders. Her hands were so soft and relaxing. Her hands were feeling so. A young Black guy was standing there admiring, (couldn't blame him) Linda's naked wet body. I saw that she seemed undisturbed by his being there. It was, to her, a normal thing. It happened many times in Vietnam.She was offering him something to drink. She took a cold soda from the fridge and was handing it to him. She immediately noticed that he was looking back and forth from her boobs and her bare pussy. This too was a normal reaction to her.She pulled a chair out for him and invited him to. " He let his eyes wander across the carving again. "Left," I said.We started down the hall which was just like the stairs - walls, ceiling, and floor all made of smooth stone, featureless except the torch holders. We walked for what felt like a hundred meters before the tunnel opened up into a single square room. As soon as we cleared the passageway, my heart started beating faster. A chamber. There was never a chamber without something amazing. Every archeologist dreamt of underground. She was rubbing my balls , and sliding her mouth up and down it's shaft, and over the head of my jumping cock, with such feeling.! I thought I was gonna blow...."Oh Mom I'm gonna cum" I yeld out. She pulled her mouth off my cock, and kept stroking it with her hand. "Go on baby, give Mama your load," and she went back down on it. Mom was grinding her pussy down hard against my face, and I kept my tongue probing her pussy. She was now jacking and sucking my cock faster and faster. I.