Why don't I get one ready for you. There is nothingmore relaxing than a nice warm bubble bath. What do you say?" I said, "That sounds nice, Mommie."...he smiled and went off to her large master bathroom, which had ajacuzzi size tub in it. A few minutes later she called to me and told me it was ready. I saw that hanging on the door to the bathroom was a large, fluffy pinktowel, and a short silky flowered robe. I guessed that those were mypost-bath dressing choices. Mother left the bathroom and. I didn’t know what she had in mind, but I was hoping she was going to ride me some more -- boy was I ever wrong!She looked at me while holding my cock in her hand and said, “Honey, I told you I needed to pee, but you wouldn’t let me. Instead you wanted to fuck out here on the deck, but I still need to pee.”“I’m sorry babe, go pee if you still need to,” I said to her. The look she got when I said that was a devilish as all hell.Still holding and stroking my cock slowly, she said, “Too late for. I like feeling like I leave my life here and I’m the woman in this book for an hour or two.’ I smiled at her and nodded. ‘I know what you mean. It’s kind of nice to forget about your troubles and live some other crazy life every now and then.’ I didn’t know what else to say. I didn’t want to sit here and smile at her like a fool. ‘I’m sorry that things are so hard for you, though.’ She smiled at me, and I could see her hesitate before she turned onto her side. Her nightshirt was now around her. At last I found my voice. "YES!" I screamed, "yes," my cries echoing harshly around the tiled surface of the mens room. "Take me, fuck me." I yelled as the large, hard, unknown force behind me moved to fulfill my utmost fantasy, driving, pummeling, punishing me inside and out.The pain became an active force, filling me, overflowing, pouring from my cock and my fingers and toes, and the ends of my hair, leaving behind an emptiness, a void to be filled only by the enormous phallus possessing.