‘Getting a place for us to fuck. As I knew cabbies at Heathrow, hated short trips, I asked the Sheraton to send a car to collect us. We wandered th...rough the terminal arm in arm with me being thankful that, inevitably, or I hoped, they were strangers all round us. Although I had been able to resist kissing and holding my young lover after I came through customs, I did not feel comfortable with such actions of affection in public with a guy young enough to be my son. We nattered away as we. I worked my way higher, and kissed and licked my way from her knees to the insides of her thighs, kissing and nibbling lightly on her soft fleshThen I reached up and removed her panties. She had her hands in my hair, and after the panties were gone, she pulled me by my hair to her warm wet pussy. I kissed her labia, and then her clit. I sucked and teased her clit until it was nice and hard. Then I pushed a finger inside her, and toyed with her G-spot as I continued to suck her clit. With my. A little later I went to my Van to get some lunch and was sat in the back doorway naked obviously when who walks by but this couple again, they were both covered up her with a towel around her body, as they walked by she smiled again. Knowing that there were no more cars past where I parked they were obviously checking out the area and probably up for some fun with each other. Given their previous nervousness I just kept a discreet eye on them as I continued my lunch, they went down into an. And then I see him making his way over, and there’s the most curious feeling in my chest. I assume it’s some form of indigestion and resolve to do an extra fifteen minutes of yoga tonight to sort myself out.“I’m so sorry to keep you waiting, couldn’t get off the phone. Honestly, parents, they fuss over me like I’ve just left home.” I hope he doesn’t see my little look of derision, I’m almost certainly old enough to be his mum. “Umm, about the other night …”“Don’t worry about it,” I say, unsure.