"Yes ... I can think of an adult thing or two we might enjoy."He'd seen the museum, and pulled into the parking lot without her direction. He stopped ...the car with the building in front of the car, as if he wanted to look at it through the windshield. But he looked at her instead."I'm not used to this," he said."Used to what, Bob?" Being with a woman who is beautiful, and interesting and ... sexy." What's sexy?" asked Curtis from the back seat."It means he thinks I'm pretty," said Riley, staring. I looked down to see a grown woman, my mom on her knees only inches from my big young cock. She held me in one hand and fondled my balls with the other before lifting my cock up and kissing the underside.Her eyes looked up and lock with mine while planting little kissed all the way down my shaft to my balls. My mind raced at the thought of my mom kissing my cock, so much, so I could feel pressure building up where she was now kissing.My cock throbbed in her hand and she must have sensed what. She said, "Don't worry sweetie. No one's going to know. I'd betyour own mother wouldn't recognize you dressed like that." MistressHelen was dressed very conservatively in a business skirted suit so withme next to her, I looked even more like the young trampy bimbo.Soon we were at the mall and I was trying not to swing my hips and buttbut the high-heeled boots made it impossible not to mince and walk witha slightly exaggerated swing in my hips. Guys were checking me out andsmiling and I just. This time The master brought up his cock and rubbed it on the girl’s wet lips. He moved into her, and the girl’s body froze as he began to penetrate her. She stopped eating Becca and patiently waited, like a good girll as the Master slipped insider her, forcing his way into her tight body. She ached and moaned, but dared not speak a word against it. His cock had filled her and was stretching her out in a painful but exciting way. When he pulled back out again, she felt the throbbing emptiness.