My Mum is Called Suzanne , she is 48 , about 5 ft 9 , short light red hair , quite tanned , 38 c , decent body for her age ,hairy.About 6 german men a...rrived and checked into the hotel , usually at night we went for out meal because it was an all inclusive hotel, and then sat at the outdoor bar had a few drinks and listened to the live entertainment ,The day the german guys arrived the sat at the outdoor bar , and were quite loud and were knocking back beer after beer ,as the night got later. She gave me a deliberate fanny wiggle as her bottom passed eye level, and I just caught myself before I would have kissed her right on that wiggly butt. Margot looked like she would have been happier had I been more forward with her.This trip might turn out to be something of a contest between Abigail and Margot, as they vie for my attention, and I didn't know what I thought about that. Abigail was young, supple, and needy. Margot was older, she wasn't pretty but her body and personality made. At least I assumed the other mouth was a woman's. Then I seemed to be the center of a frenzy of sexual stimulation. One hand cupping my balls. A mouth sucking my cock. Fingernails raking over my chest. A mouth nursing my tiny nipples. A hand sliding under my ass, squeezing my cheeks. Then two hands under my ass. lifting me up onto a pillow. The mouth released my cock and moved lower, sucking a ball into her mouth and working it rhythmically as a hand stroked my now fully engorged shaft. I felt. ’ I say. ‘Uh oh, is it the race thing?’ he asked. ‘No, no its nothing like that. People see past that which is a good thing. It’s just….. The relationship thing.’ I say, not really knowing how to say it. ‘Ohhh, you mean your trying to get with someone?’ he said giving me a bottle water. ‘Ummm….yes and no.’ I say. Darius looked at me strangely and said, ‘I’m not really following you. Explain.’ I went on to tell him about Jamal, but not mentioning his name, and how he really digs me, then.