..."My Mom, her tone soft and sweet, "It's ok, honey, when Dad lathered me up I often could feel his stiffness on me. I often thought he might just fu...ck me right then and there." Mom," I said, shocked by a frankness I had never heard from her.She just smiled and looked back down and went on sunbathing. Nothing else remotely interesting happened the rest of the afternoon, but I was greatly distracted. After touching my mom, all I wanted to do was touch her more. All my Mother-fucking fantasies. You prop yourself up on your elbows, feeling the smooth grains of sand grip to your bare skin as the sharp point of your bent arm creates a cavity in the surface of the shore. The natural blur of your vision fades away and you can just make out the turquoise blue ocean, lush green forestry and white sand as it becomes more distinct by the second.The sun shines brilliantly and the high clouds drift across the clear blue sky with such elegance. Your hands feel clammy and you use them to push you. As I’m drying myself the towel brushes against my asshole and it feels so good. I drop the towel and push my middle finger deep inside my asshole... I pretend it’s a hard cock and start moving it in and out of my dark steamy hole. I really want some cock! I go online and put an ad on Craigslist with my address in code and the line my front door is unlocked, and my backdoor is is wide open. Then I wait to see if anyone is smart enough. After an hour or so I start to drift off, then I hear the. I drew up the contract myself that night. As promised, number 12 was at the office promptly, even a few minutes early the next morning. She was professionally dressed in a yellow dress that, again, was probably now a couple sizes small since her baby weight. It was not necessarily low cut, but it was not originally designed to hold those king size flesh pillows, so there was a nice view from the top of her squished cleavage. Her dress stretched nicely over her butt, but you could tell she was.