"It's more like the ancient Greeks. A friendly contest," he said, sipping his wine and giving me a look as I squirmed. "More or less." Okay." I felt m...self warm all over and turned away from the man to look at Tom Henry. "And you wrestled before, huh?" Ah, I wouldn't call it wrestling, ma'am," Tom Henry said, and I got the sense he wanted us to start all over again as his brown eyes looked into mine. I know I did."What would you call it then?" I smiled just for him, letting him know we were. Then I decided that I should show it to her. I took a promise from her I will show her, but she shouldn’t tell anyone else. She agreed to that.Then I asked her to sit close to me so that we both can watch it together. She sat very close to me and placed her hand on my lap unintentionally and I opened the video. In the video, the guy started kissing the girl and slowly pressing her boobs.At first she was afraid watching it. Then I insisted her to watch it. She started watching it again because. “OK,” he said taking out his measuring tape. Then putting one end of it on Mom’s collar bone, he dragged it right down in the middle of her cleavage and said: “How about here, right until here,” putting his palm just above her nipples.” Thankfully his palm was over her top and not touching it.“That’s fine,” Mom said looking at her big boobs.He immediately went out and came back with a top.“If you want, you can try it here while I show him some shirts,” he said pointing toward me.“OK,” said Mom,. Soon my musky scent would mingle with her sweeter scent, both overwhelming the perfume she wore. “Faster, faster,” she cried, an urgency in her voice I hadn’t heard often. I took delight in letting my tongue flicker over her clit, accelerating to a speed I didn’t know my tongue could move at. Teasingly I slowed, pressed harder, flicked faster, pressed lighter, fascinated by her instant reaction, ever turned on by her moaning and groaning. I felt her muscles tense and relax and tense again. .