I packed my things not saying another word and left. When I got home, I told Nick everything. I could tell he was being turned on by my story, as he ...could not hide his hard on being naked. At the end, his said I was evil but very sexy. I kneeled down, kissed the end of his hard cock, and then kissed him. Then I turned and walked away my final words being make dinner bitch. He yelled back to me Im going to shove my dick all the way down your throat for that. Before I walked into the bathroom I. "Suddenly my mother shrugged off her nighty, and her tits popped into view. "Please son, suck mommy's nipples!" She reached out and grabbed my head."Hey! Ohh- plllppt!" So much for her letting me choose my own level of control.She planted my mouth squarely upon a breast and she cooed delightedly as she stroked my hair. "Mommy can't control herself. She needs you honey. She needs her son to make her feel good again. Suck me good honey. Suck my tits real nice."What can I tell you? My dick might. . I wanted to fuck her so badly but we were out in the open. I looked behind us and saw other boats in the distance. Damn. No screwing. Could they tell she was topless? She told me she wanted to move to a different spot. The shallow water smelled funny, I was not catching any fish, and she wanted to go to a "prettier" part of the lake. I agreed, turned the boat towards the main lake and started trolling to where I could drop the big motor. She made no attempt to cover up! We were getting closer. Owen exhaled again."All right," he agreed, somewhat reluctantly."Are you planning on going into business here?" Mr. Phillips asked."We are investigating the area to see what it is like and to determine what we want to do. I'm a Blacksmith by trade, but we are also interested in farming," Owen told him."We currently have a Blacksmith, a Mr. Hardie. His business is on East Vine Street. You may want to contact him to inquire about business opportunities," we were told, as Mr. Phillips slid a.