So I set the thing going on the biggest of the two, the stock, and decided to turn in. With the printer going whsht-whsht in the background I was fast... asleep within a couple of minutes. I didn't dream at all, at least not that I could remember.Somewhere around 4:00 in the morning I woke up to a silent room; the thing had finally quit. I glanced at the bedside clock and wondered idly if I should get up and reset it to work on the barrel. I mulled the idea over muzzily, but before I could do. I only wish I had met him my first night there instead of my last. I was there because my husband had to travel for a business meeting. Ken had closed the deal earlier in the day and then the boss of the Thai firm his company was dealing with, Mr. Willapana, took us out for a night of dining and dancing in a ritzy district of Chiang Mai.When we arrived three days before, I was upset at Ken for insisting that I come with him. I had planned on spending the time that Ken was away gloriously naked. She gave a little sigh of delight."It's so nice to feel your body resting on my tits," she said.He pulled his hips up so the knob of his prick was resting against her cunt-lips. Then, with a quick movement, he sent the tool sliding in. He felt his mother's hands clutch at his back as his meat slid into her, filling up her quim. Then, she lifted her legs and crossed them over his back. He knew she'd never decided what she liked better: legs down or legs up. Legs up tickled her clit more. Maybe. I pulled my shirt off and undid my bra. My tits fell out and his eyes moved directly to them. They were a medium size B cup, and my nipple were pink and hard as hell.He pulled me up off my knees and pulled my shorts down exposing my shaved pussy that was soaking wet.“No panties, damn you are a little freak,” he said.I just smiled and kicked my shorts away. There I stood, 5 foot 3 inches tall, tight, tiny body with decent sized tits.He turned my around and pulled my hips closer to his cock. .