I didn't set the alarm, my wife'll be home any minute. She can't fucking find you here!" Best Man looked worried.Sherry thought for a moment, then sli... out of bed. "Okay, fine. I'll just get a shower and go." No, you stupid cunt, it's almost nine! She'll be here any minute! I've got to clean this place up!" He grabbed her arm and tried to drag her toward the heap of her clothes in the corner.Sherry refused to be budged. Best Man glared in her eyes for an instant but then froze as he met what. Where do these dudes get their names? He seemed reliable. Maybe. Approaching the bar and ordering a draft, she gulped about half of it and tried to relax. Fitting in with the cops shouldn't have to be this hard. However, she wanted it. Bad! She waited and took controlled breaths. Soon she was aware of a presence to her left. "Hey, hotness. You'd better go slow on that beer!" Turning to her left, she saw a biker that was more Bobby Elvis than Jax Teller. A bunch more. "This is not a place to be. She reached down to cover him with both of her hands and wasn’t able to hide much. She squeezed her hand around his erection and slowly stroked up his shaft.“Ok, time to hide this guy if we want to keep being artistic for photos. Are you ok with that?” she smiled.Jason pushed his hips slightly forward enough to feel him penis pushing headfirst inside his mom who was coyly positioned just enough to let only his tip push into her lips at first. She moved a little more and started to feel the sexy. ’ ‘I can’t believe you guys are doing this for me. This is great. We’ll have a blast. I’m already excited,’ Kate said. ‘I have to go now, I think John is here to pick me up. We’re going out to my parents for dinner and to talk about the wedding.’ ‘Okay, see ya Friday. Bye.’ ‘Bye.’ As soon as Kate put the phone down I walked into her room. ‘Was that Sherry?’ I asked. ‘Yes and guess where the girls are talking me for my bachelorette party?’ ‘I don’t know. Maybe Las Vegas?’ I said. ‘You brat, you.