" I know, I saw you and thought I would give you a thrill. I think I am just an exhibitionist because I love for men to look at me." Well, from what I...saw, you are worth looking at."During this verbal exchange, she had gotten to her feet but her hand was still on my crotch and I did nothing to remove it. She gave me a playful squeeze and said, "I'll tell you what, I live here, just upstairs over the cafe. Why don't you come up to my apartment, we can throw your chinos in the washer and have you. "Come on, I’ll show you," I said. My mom always wanted to be perceived as liberal, so she went ahead and toked. It took a few minutes to get her to hold it in her lungs, but after a while, she was able to. We both fell silent then. She and I were both dressed in summer-wear. She had a T-shirt with a bra underneath, and shorts with I presumed panties on under those. I had a pair of swim trunks on only.I moved my deck chair next to my mom’s. This was truly psychotic grass, where you can’t think. She closed her eyes and after what seemed like an eternity he called the time and told her to switch legs and try the other boot on. Once more the process repeated itself except that this time instead of just brushing her panty crotch he rubbed his knuckles up and down on her tender throbbing crotch. She shuddered and jumped. He smiled. ‘Okay get up and walk for me like before.’ She got up still a bit aroused and shaking from his touch. Then she walked the walk as he studied her carefully.. She found a really cute one that hung just above her knees, and was only secured to her body with a thin belt. She stood facing me and twirled around to get my approval. She looked great as usual, everything was perfect down to her totally shaved pussy. Ive seen more hair on a cue ball. And I loved the fact that she has kept it that way since I first talked her into it several years ago. I got up and walked to her and gave her a big kiss trying not to smear her lipstick. I gazed at her and.