. she looked perfectly normal.. Just a normal woman eating dinner with her son and his friend.. but under the table, she as playing footsie with me! ... didn't know what to do.. her feet felt great.. and just the idea of this sexy lady doing this for me under the table was unbelievable, but still, she's my friend's mom! and he's sitting right next to herIt was just extremely awkward.. I tried to pretend that nothing wrong is happening and I continued eating.. and then I felt the foot going up... On our return to Memphis I took her to the Paris Theater where I convinced her to go without bra and panties. Once settled inside I unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her 38 D tits to the audience which caused a few guys to move closer to us openly rubbing their exposed cocks for her. One young man was standing behind her and I indicated to him that he could play with her exposed tits which he eagerly took advantage of. Soon another sat beside her with his cock standing proud, as I lifted her. Just as Daryl reached down and guided his rigid cock into my anal opening, T-Bone raised up and whispered 'Daryl, you fucking that bitch,' Daryl froze and whispered back 'take your dumb ass to bed, you be dreaming.' T-Bone stirred from Daryl's bed and moved across the room. He must have touched Daryl 'what the fuck you doing man,' Daryl said. T-Bone answered 'you fucking that bitch, make him suck my dick.' Daryl answered 'he's knocked out, where you ought to be.' I still laid still and waited. Carla shrugged and glanced around. The light from the fridge fell on the nearby counter, illuminating half a dozen bottles of wine with varying amounts left inside. Ana and Carla exchanged glances. Before Ana could speak, Carla had already grabbed one bottle and hefted it to see how much it contained. Using the same hand, grabbed a second by the neck, then scooped Ana’s hand into the other, and lead her outside to the patio and down the steps to the lawn. “Won’t we need …” Ana began, but was.