"Are you ready for me?" He asked.I nodded but was still upset and fearful at this big step into theunknown. One thing was sure. He didn't really ca...re if I was ready ornot as clearly he was.So with my legs resting up on his shoulders and my spike heels pointingtowards the ceiling, he started to push his massive dick into me. Theactual pressure on my ass seemed indescribable but I couldn't stop thepenetration as he was just too strong. It actually felt a relief when hepushed in past my. Startled, I grabbed her for safety, Wow! she might be a little overweight but she was firm and felt so good, so I left my arm on her back and, having always been very tactile, stroked her back and shoulders. She was less than half my age, younger than my son, so it was up to her to pull away, but we continued to people watch whilst I became more adventurous with my left hand and cuddled when we laughed. My hand was down the small of her back and circling round her coxis when we laughed one. She smiled, sat back, and relaxed, letting her dress fall open with both nipples exposed to us. We continued talking and drinking more champagne. The more Erica drank the more oblivious she became to the fact that her breasts were now completely out of her dress. David and I really were enjoying the show.It wasn't long before she reached for her glass again. As she leaned back, her dress below the belt pulled apart. The only place her dress now met was at the skinny belt. This left a bit of her. ” asked his mother, looking down at her clenched hands.“What?”“You know, do you think that they have slept together?” His mother spat out the words like rancid milk.“I don’t know, how should I?” replied Mike, looking out the window.“Tell us the truth, Mike. This is very important.” she said, her voice quivering with emotion.“Honest, I don’t know. I know she really likes him. He seems OK to me. What’s happened?”“Nothing, we hope.” offered his father. “We had a phone call from someone who.