" Sure, I can do that," Susan smiled, wondering if this kind of confusion was the normal state of affairs around Riverside, or whether she'd just slip...ped through the cracks. It seemed like an ominous portent of things to come.After more messing around in the admissions office she was sent to a woman on the next floor of the building; a nameplate on her desk read, "Joyce Thatcher." "And what can I do for you today?" Mrs. Thatcher asked.Susan explained that she'd come to see about the dual. The three older guys seemed to really like that answer and quickly 6 or so pairs of increasingly skimpy Speedos came to me. The young guy would get the right color or style as I asked, and the manager kept the stock coming fast and furiously. I finally selected two Sauvage bikini swimsuits that had only 1” sides, a full ass and pouch for my cock and balls! One suit was white and the other yellow—which are virtually see through when wet!I went up to the register, reviewed the Y-backs, jocks,. ..GOD..." "HARDER BABY...FUCK YOUR MUMMY HARDER...OH, THE PERVERSION...MY OWN SON IS FUCKING ME...IT FEELS SO fucking GOOD...BABY..." The loud jazz music drowns out their moaning and the creaking of the bed. He moves up and down into his mother, while her hips grinds strongly up into him, matching him in tempo and power. He feels how his huge swollen dick goes deeper and deeper into the soft, warm folds of her secret place. He feels his cock-head bumping against the opening of his own mother's. The rest of the evening passed without incident, the concert turned out to be amazing, and the days heat had finally broken to a cool summer night as we all headed towards my car at the concerts end, my mother asked if we could give Diane and Amanda a lift home since they did not have a car. The 5 of us squeezed into my compact car and drove off into the night, I was pretty much the only person who was even close to sober in the car at this point, and hadn’t really had much to eat that day, I.