In the dim light, Ann could see the white band of her panties between them. Julia seemed unaware of the exposure. Her mouth was open in intoxicated ra...ture as both watched the stage intently in expectation.Ann leaned against the back of the couch, careful not to break contact with the edge of the cushion pressed into the crevice between her fevered thighs and found Carlos's arm behind her waiting. Without thought, she relaxed against it and made no protest when his hand came to rest heavily on. They headed towards the nearest entrance. As they walked, he casually put his arm around his mother's waist. She let him pull her closer so that their hips bumped together. His mom adjusted her stride to match his. He never thought something as normal as walking could be erotic, but as they moved in unison, he felt his erection grow. He didn't know what priapism was; if he had, he might have wondered if he had a terminal case.The door had a bell that tinkled as they entered. It was a huge. Reluctantly, Eden strode out the study and descended a flight of stairs to Zoe's childhood bedroom. The decor hadn't changed for ten years and preserved a snapshot of his daughter's principal interests from a time before they'd transferred to boyfriends and drugs. There were teddy bears and dolls piled up on the shelves. The posters on the wall displayed fresh-faced boy bands many of whose fortunes had been propelled by Eden's money although his interest in them had never stretched as far as to. Thinking it would be fun to see how long I can keep a steady face at the table. We always tried to make each other get so worked up that we have to leave the table. Seemed like today he was going to put me to the test. I nearly yelp when I feel him manage to get his fingers worked into me and can still reach my clit. I wiggle and grind as discreetly as I can but I get the feeling he might win this time because he is managing to aggressively work my pussy without anyone the wiser. I eventually.