My hands found her butt and thrust upwards,now shes riding me like a cowgirl and we are fucking wildly. "OOHH" we both cry out loud. And I am witness... to the orgasm spasming on top of my screaming wood .Riding to beautiful full throat climax, my dick slickly slid out of her lovely slit. Her wonderful mouth takes over and I am transfixed as she grabs my swollen, soaking wet shaft and sexily licks off her cunt juice, her eyes never leaving mine. I grab her and flip her on her back and start. He finally applied the lip stick. It all felt weird to me but for him it was making him really horny. I saw his raging hard on through his pants. I reached for his cock but he smacked my hand away. I guess he believed in delayed gratification. He tried four different wigs on me finally deciding on one. It was a brunette shoulder length wig that had bangs. He said that the hair framed my face beautifully. He then stood me up and walked me over to his full length mirror. I didn’t recognize. Her sheet had fallen from her shoulder, exposing the hill of her breast, she made no attempt to cover up, my eyes feed on the sight of her soft skin, her eyes followed mine and she smiled.“Not bad for an old biddy am I son”?I think you are one sexy woman mom,” I gasped as the sheet fell further down exposing her full breast; I could feel my penis rising under my robe.Her eye’s saw the tent created by my hardon, she gasped.“I’m sorry mom, I choked out, rising I went to leave, her hand grabbed my. .. but it's a gradual curve to the north and west and the lighthouse is abandoned The Point blocks the view of the rest of the story ... umh ... journey. There isn't any place to hide from Whitehall to Pentwater. No harbors, no rivers, no creeks ... nothing ... just Lake Michigan ... in December.Holland to Port Sheldon was everything the weatherman promised ... and more. Hineahuone Te Wherowhero was positively sick of clothes ... and, I do admit, it was sunny and almost warm, about 55 degrees..