Liam shuffled about between the room and the bathroom getting ready. And sorry Natalie, but this is a mess that can only be cleaned with a mothers love. “Hurry up and go, I need food!” Natalie barked, rushing Liam out. I couldn’t concentrate on my kindle. This overloaded vehicle is definitely a health and safety hazard in Britain. She repositioned herself slightly to give me better access as I ran my fingers on her clit over the material of her panties. It was Liam falling in the door then bouncing like a pinball off the wall and into the toilet. After a few recent experiences, older women were becoming “my thing” so I didn’t see them as unobtainable. After dinner, it was lads night. The taxi pulled up at our hotel. The only thing was Liam had just turned 18 so it wasn’t appropriate for a young man to be sharing a room with his mum.
