I was at the hotel bar at the Raleigh Marriott for a drink after work. In the adjacent ballroom, there was a political reception for one of the candid...ates running for the senate or congress or some high level office. From the noise and glass clinking, there seemed to be a lot of champagne sipping going on.The reception ended just as the happy hour in the bar wound down. I was walking out of the hotel behind these two nicely dressed women, when one of them stumbled on the stairs leading down to. Can you be a little more specific?”“Mom wants to go to bed with you, that’s what.”“She mentioned something along that line. She also said that might be something for the two of you to hammer out. Me? I won’t do anything that hurts us. I guess a better question is how did you feel about it?”“So, you’d fuck my mother?”“That wasn’t what I said or what I asked.”“I don’t know how I’d feel about it. I’m afraid she’ll steal you away from me.”“Baby doll, fat chance of that happening. You’re mine and. I took my first licks along the pink crease of her thigh and puffy lips,' oh here, 'Oh Mommy!' she moaned,' blah, blah, blah 'I think it's dirty more inside it mommy,' she said kneading her breasts now. I loved having my little girl beg me for--" I finally interrupted, it was killing me. It sounded even worse than the story was. In the story they're both grown ups, consenting, albeit related and preverted grown-ups, but grown-ups nonetheless. "Don't do this to me. Please, stop. Marianne,. I took my time greasing up that thick rubber dick until it was dripping lubricant; I wanted this to be entirely pleasurable my naughty Ana. Upon some initial attempts I could only push the first two inches into her.With just those two inched buried into her, Ana was rolling her hips like crazy; until she asked me to pause for a couple of minutes so that her cunt could get used to it.I pulled the toy out and began running it up and down through her oozing slit, pressing it into her clit. I could.