I don't know if she was the best there is, but she sure as shit was the best I ever had, and then some. Mom was along for the trip and witnessed most of it. But without the closet, me and Mom never did anything other than cuddle, kiss and fondle a little. At least not until Aunt Carol had the brilliant idea of putting Mom out on the balcony, and having me stick my cock between the curtain openings. That was four days into the trip. After that Mom was the designated fluffer, getting me up whenever Aunt Carol wanted another ride.

Day five, I finally played the 'no...