First he checked out my chest and abs, his handreaching under my tight shirt pinching each nipplehard running his hand down my chest. Then to mycrotc..., he opened my fly and pushed his hand in,grabbing my cock, stroking it several time, of coursethe whole bar could see what he was doing due to thetightness of my clothes, I could feel my face turnred. Then he grabbed my balls, squeezing themtogether then crushing each one between his fingers.He pulled his hand out, and left my fly open, I. Ford was studying her reflection in the large, hotel window. Distant city lights flickered through the dark crease where her rimhole and slit would be if he turned around to face her. Then there was his own, naked reflection off to the side, his hand slowly moving up and down the rigid stalk of cockflesh in his fist."Mister? Can I move yet?" May I." 'Scuse me?" May I move. Not can I. Of course you can. What you're asking for is permission, not confirmation of your ability to do so." Are you. “I just thought I’d dress up a bit ... I like to look good for the man of the house,” I said. “Is that okay?”“Sure, I guess,” he nodded, before complimenting, “You look very good, Mom.”“Really? You sure you’re just saying that because I’m your mother,” I said, fishing for more compliments, as I stood in front of him.“Trust me, Mom,” he said, glancing up and down at my outfit, especially my stocking-clad legs. “I’m not saying it because you’re my mom.”“You really think I’m pretty?” I asked, as I. ”, he said with a smirk on his face. “You’re asking me out on a date?”, Kate asked surprised.“Well…… um yea I guess.”, he stuttered. “I’m really stunned Justin. When we were married you threw me away without giving it much thought at all. “ Kate replied. “I know but you look so different now.”, he confessed. “Well, I’m sorry Justin but Jace and I have been together for a while now. It’s good to see you again though. We need to get back to my parents, take care.”, Kate answered, turning and.