<div class="floatleft">(http://assets.whatsontv.co.uk/whatsontv/live/media/MOIRA-5a.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Karla Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>  Bishop House and Car<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Tammy, Kyler and Risa Bishop<br/><br/>While Karla didn't like Kyler's tattoos, she never actually said anything about it, her son was a man and capable of making his own decisions, but with his strong body naked but a pair of shorts she felt herself almost drooling and her arousal causing her to get wet.  She could see his cock semi hard against the loose fitting shorts.<br/><br/>"Yes my darling, we don't know that it isn't some elaborate trap to catch people like us, but if we are careful and discrete until we are sure its ok, it should be a lovely vacation for us all".  She could see the girls looking to Kyler with a desire in their eyes that she was certain was matched by her own.<br/><br/>As the girls left to pack, she took Kyler into her arms, pressing herself tight to him, and stretched up even in her heels to kiss her tall son, her tongue pushing passed his lips and into his mouth as they shared a quick kiss.  She knew that he would take his pleasure with the girls and herself, his stamina enough to ensure that the three of them would be more than satisfied.  Her only concern with her family was unwanted pregnancies as they never used condoms, and the risk was only to Risa, as when she had started her sexual relationship with Kyler, Karla had been to the doctor's and had her tubes tied, and with Tammy that was also not an issue, but her youngest girl had to keep taking her pill.<br/><br/>"Go pack for the trip darling, your sisters should leave you some luggage space in the car", Karla said as she broke the kiss and rubbed her body against his before parting and finishing her own preparations.<br/><br/>With the car loaded and the co-ordinates of their destination entered into the SatNav, her lovely babies all loaded up, all far better travellers now than when they were young, the three of them squabbling in the back seat as their young minds were bored by trips of over ten miles.  After the death of their father, they used to fight to see who sat up front with her, a dispute usually won by a pouting Risa, as her siblings let her have her way.<br/><br/><br/></span>