Some body paint. Some weird sunglasses – a man's pair and a woman's. A wide brimmed hat. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguis...e two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just after eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd already started up my laptop. Of course he'dturned on the laptop and when he went into the other room to order roomservice she'd inserted the USB device into the back of his laptop. He'dnever noticed it of course. The evening progressed quickly. After acouple of glasses of wine during and after dinner, and during their worksession, he'd touched her a few times to gauge her receptiveness. Whenthose touches were met with smiles he'd progressively upped the ante.She'd made it easy for him of course. Ivey knew that Dolan. Finally the dress was off and felicity was left standing there in front of us all in her bra and panties. She was areal showgirl and ran her hands through her long jet black hair and twirled around so that we got a good few of all of her. She was amazing."OK then, let's try on some of those beautiful big bras shall we," suggested Felicity."What size are you Felicity?" asked Cathy tape measure in hand."Mmmm let me see. Last time I measured I was a 50GG if that helps. But maybe we should check,". Stacy was in heaven once again, feeling his hard dick buried deep inside of her. "Oh god yes, fuck me, fuck my pussy hard," she groaned, looking at him with pure lust.David nodded at her again, more than happy to fulfill her request. He started moving in and out of her, hard and fast, feeling his balls slap against her ass every time he drove into her, grunting and groaning loudly. Stacy looked up at her young lover, urging him on. "That's it, fuck my pussy, god your cock is so hard," she said,.