Not a word of the incident was mentioned throughout dinner. I was grateful & somewhat sad, some-how, mom usually liked to talk with a lot of near-horn...ness in her words. I'm pretty sure see caught me, eying her tits a few time during the meal, but all she did was smile. After dinner, we sat on the couch, watching the news or something (wasn't really taking notice of the TV) Mom wore a flimsy, summery dress that left nothing to the imagination. I watched the sensuous sway of her hips & the. She said she wasn't going to judge, but wanted to look out for me. I told her he seemed like a nice guys (not an axe murderer) and was considering inviting him back to my room. Our rooms were side by side and she said if I did she would accompany us in a cab back to the hotel to make sure I got back to the room safely. After a few more songs he wanted to get out of the club and I suggested he accompany back to my room. He suggested I could go with him and his friends and they would take me. She asked me get down on my hands and knees like a dog with my tounge out of my mouth.I without wasting time I obeyed her orders.She with an evil smile told me that I’ll have to do anything she says and if I deny she’ll punish me I nodded my head in agreement.She spat on her foot and order to me lick it clean I did it and I loved the taste of her saliva.She asked me to follow her to dining table.She made chicken for dinner and I was really very hungry and was very happy hearing that.I got up to. I placed my hand on her left boob and started to fondle and she again tried to remove my hand but I said that I will only fondle it. she had been reading and i started to suck her left breast from the top of her dress and moving my hand all over her body if was unable to control now and asked her to take of her top as she too was charged now she only took her top up to her breasts and asked me to suck and she kept on reading the bookHer nipples were light brown in color and I was thanking god.
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