So Fred was not just his brother, but his employer and his landlord as well. Jake came to the games to support his brother and his nephew, and the tea..., but he really didn’t pay much attention to the games. He spent most of his time checking out the hot moms.The boys were eleven and twelve year olds, so most of the moms were in their mid-thirties, give or take. Jake was 25, but that didn’t stop him – he liked older women and had had relationships with a few. Most of the moms would bring their. Being anexotic dancer, too much makeup could make you appear to be a trollop.Too little and you were not as alluring to the audience.He stopped and turned to look at her. Once again, his expression gavenothing away. He had told her only a few days ago that he still lovedher, so she had to believe that what she saw was fake. A mask intendedto hold in the display of emotion and any sign of weakness. She was surethat this was the case, because he had said that he loved her and she washolding. He closed his eyes to concentrate and bring back his confidence.He said, “No, mom, this isn’t the time. This is the time I had dreamed about for years. This is the time for me to worship your body, the very place from which I came out. This is the time for my cock to return to your love hole. This is the time for me fuck my mom as she pleases.”With newfound confidence, David walked towards his mom. Samantha crossed her hands and pushed her tits out more as she heard her son talking dirty about. A large chandelier burned brightly overhead, each of the hundreds of pieces of sparkling crystal hanging silently as though frozen in time. To the left and right, two wide curving stairways led to the balcony and restrooms. He climbed the stairs on the right, eager to find his wife, but fearing what may lie ahead. The carpet accepted each footstep, collapsing just enough under his weight, then rebounding, as if impatient to send him on his way. At the top of the stairs, an empty foyer greeted.