Do I like what I see? Oddly, yes. It’s sickening to admit, but sometimes I’m a bit entranced with myself. It’s ridiculous, no one else is. I’m... a solipsist, yes. But why not? Is anyone else falling over their heels to love me? I’m a bit of a munchkin. I’m too short, I suppose. But I really do love the face I have. It’s round, pale, innocent. I wear heavy glasses, I have little piggy eyes. It’s a 19th Century face, Victorian, not the perky, fake, plastic face the world wants you to wear today, a. He began to remove the bra when I suggested that I did not ?need' to seeeverything. Once the skirt was off, I had to ask what happens to his dick."Oh, that is the hardest thing, no pun intended! I mash it back between mylegs, pull on a tight lycra thong and have to try real hard not to getexcited when one of the waiters bends over."I did notice though that Brandon had obviously been working out. He told methat the karate that I had started him on at an early age helped a lot. Thelow impact. I start to slam and can hear myself breathing like a marathon runner. Her tight ass is too much and it doesn't take me long to be ready to cum. AS I get to that point of no return I tell her, “BABY RIC... I AM GONNA BLOW SWEETIE …... CUM WITH ME RICCI!!! aaarrrrggghhhhh Baby you are Taking me home.” “ OH SHIT,,, STAN.. I AM TOO.... MAKE ME CUM... FUCK THAT ASS BABY!!!,” She hollers back as we both drive over the edge, I start pumping cum into her ass as she starts to spray my legs and feet with. I pressed the tip of my cock against her clit and rubbed it up and down gently, then more firmly. Her hand stayed there, the index and middle finger continuing to do their thing. Then she took her hand away and drew a long breath. I kept working my glans against her clit.“Yeah, just a little more like that,” she said, looking down as if inspecting my technique.Now this was progress. My goal was not only to have sex with Mom, but for her to like it. And here we were, lying naked on my bed while.