I rushed through it, hit the rinse, and got the hell out of there.I wasn't even fully dry and hadn't combed my hair when I met Botilda."My God," she s...aid, "you look like you're half a metre from the mountain top." More like half a centimetre," I croaked as we bounded our way to the bike racks."Anzu, your lip is bleeding!"I touched my finger to my lip and, sure enough, there was blood. I had bitten that hard.The ride down was much the same as the ride up, except that this time Coriolis pulled us. . Damn, hard as a rock again... Mom knows what she does to me and I think she puts a little extra sway in her movements... gotta love when your mom teases you... As she's washing a couple of dishes by hand, I get up, walk up behind her, reach around and cup my hands under her heavy tits... I have to say, I love mom's tits... they do sag a bit after having 2 k**s, but they're big and they feel amazing in my hands when I lift them. I kiss her on the side of the neck and mom pops me on the head. I felt her hands grab my hair and hold my head firmly to her pussy. Her clit was larger then mine, more like a little dick. I could easily suck it as it jutted throbbing and swelled with desire from her pussy. Sucking on this big clit sent her into waves of sheer ecstasy as another orgasm shot through her body making her cry out and thrash her body on the floor. Spurts of her juice shot into my open mouth that was now clamped on her gushing hole. I used my arms and hands to hold her thrashing. Abdul will wash and iron them for you by tomorrow)."She nodded and went to take her bath. I also took a hot shower and changed into a kurta and pajama for the night.At seven in the evening Abdul came in carrying the makings of my usual evening peg. With a broad smile he said, "Huzoor nikale te sher ko maarne lakin ek hirni ghar le aaye (Master had gone to kill a tiger but brought a young doe home)."I told him to shut up and prepare some snacks to go with the drinks and cook some fine dishes for.