“Sounds like a plan, mom.”As we ate and talked about things in general, I couldn't help myself from taking quick glances at her very visible nippl...s pressing against the material of her top. I tried to adjust my now stiff pole by squirming discreetly in my chair, though I doubt I did a good enough job by the way she smiled.“Are you sure everything is okay, you seem fidgety for some reason.”“Everything's fine, why don't you go get started mom and I'll clean up.”“Okay, I'll set up the flowers as. "Oh, I never felt boobs quite like this Ms. Thompson," John said."I do have some big tits," I replied.He put a little room in between us and began pounding me just like the way I certainly wanted to be pounded. I saw his face and he looked like he was putting in everything he had to give. He was getting a sweaty, not that I minded, but so was I. What I think was going on, was that we wanted to fuck each other, but neither one of us wanted to mess up the professional relationship we had. I began. Peeling out of our frozen wet clothes. The gear, rifles (4), ammo and supplies (snack foods) were all submerged or as we discovered later floated down aways before coming to shore. The weather was cold and crisp as the sun began to show hints of its coming soon. Birds were flying in plenty and Chucks didn’t understand why we weren’t hunting. So he went hunting without us. Don’t know if it was the man Yelling every ten minutes that ‘We’re going to die,’ or rather Numchucks retrieved us some help. She beat me with the belt and asked from when am I doing this, I told her since a long time. By watching my mobile history mom came to know that I am a sex addict and I will do whatever for sex.So she raised her nighty a little up and told me to lick her feet. I was on cloud nine. I went like a dog and licked. I raised her nighty a little up. Oh My God! her legs, sexy bitch she is. She then took me to her bathroom like a dog.She sat on my mouth and started peeing. It was disgusting but I.