I'm flashing everything I have." Go, Mother!" he encouraged. "Shake your ass... shake your tits!" You just watch me shake them!"Donna went into a vigo...ous, body-twisting dance designed for one thing only-to make her son's cock hard. Swinging her hips, her knees driving up and down, Donna jerked at her shirt, ripping buttons until her tits were showing, jumping up and down vigorously as she danced. Her nipples jutted out hard, and she swung her legs apart so show her son her cunt. Twisting. Jasmine began to buck her hips and kick like crazy with her powerful legs. The Shepherds that had been dragging her seemed to be taken by surprise. Her hands broke free and she twisted her body from the grip of all but the first two assailants. As Jasmine rolled over the floor, she came up to her discarded purse. Grabbing it, she dumped its contents on the linoleum surface. Focusing on a weapon was difficult because Jasmine had to keep shaking her head. She did this to avoid having a second. He wasn’t where she thought she’d left him. Shading her eyes, she rotated in a circle, scanning the crowd for him. Then with a smile, she noticed him moving quickly towards her from the opposite direction. Doug put an arm around her and kissed the top of her head. ‘You haven’t been waiting long, have you? I figured with the long line, you’d take awhile. I’m sorry.’ ‘It’s … it’s okay,’ she said, but he could tell that had made her a little bit nervous. He felt that she held his hand a little. Where in GA are u from?”“Atlanta.”“Me too.”“I know.”She was puzzled. She hadn’t filled out her profile. How did he know where she was from?She shook the nerves from her head, for only a moment. “You look incredibly hot,” a message came up on her screen “your tits, what are they 36-38 B?”She shifted nervously and looked around, although that was silly, there was about thirty people in the café with computers.“If I told u to meet me in the bathroom, would you?” another message came up“No,” she.