"It is still great," I said."In the old days it used to attract guys like honey does bees," mom said. "It got me more guys that I could handle."It was...funny that we were discussing mom's butt. My cock was stretching, about to wake up."I don't think it lost that effect," I said. "But are you still interested in attracting guys?" Maybe not," she said, "but that gives me a boost, you know." You are my mom and all, but you have one hell of a sexy butt," I finally said."Really?" she asked, wiggling. Essentially skin to skin now her warm breasts against my chest, I eased my hand down her open lips and to her mouth. Feeling our junction, I collected her copious lubrication and tracked it back to her clitoris which I began to stroke in light, wet movements. She flushed smiling at me eyes deepening. As we kissed, I continued teasing her clit, caressing, feeling along her sulcus, pushing the top of her vulva to slide her sheath along her clitoral shaft and generally enjoying the exquisite. I began taking Nikki to cheap motels. With her dressed so indecently, it was clear for anyone to see exactly what she doing. In her appearance, she might as well have been a hooker. Nikki was there to get fucked.I fed into this fantasy. I used Nikki like a nasty whore. Her body was mine for the taking, and I indulged myself. The rented rooms became the backdrop of our seedy encounters. I filmed these episodes, to document our increasingly depraved affair.Nikki performed like a legitimate. He had been perving on the stunning Pumas leader all through the preliminary rounds and was a recent cock starved divorcee; skint of cash. Adcock was a straight forward bloke who did his job, paid his mortgage, scrabbled for private school fees for three frickin k**s because his wife was Catholic and accepted that missionary sex under the sheets once a week, if he was lucky, was the best he could expect in life. He had never attracted or had hot sex with any other woman. He was a married virgin.