“Still want to play sweetie?” She rested her hand on my crotch and gave my hard cock a little squeeze. “I guess that answers THAT question!” s...e said with an evil smile. “Why don't you come over for a few drinks and dinner after work? Bob won't mind.”“Are you sure?”“Positive, if it's not too weird he even likes to watch. Maybe even join in...?”“Really? That could be fun... like I said, those movies really turn me on... would be fun to try in real life and Bob's a good looking guy.”“Good,” she. My hard nipples and puffy areolas were plainly visible in the skimpy top, and my DD breasts were bulging out all over. The bottom was also tight, and it was easy to see my very prominent camel toe.I quickly photoshopped the picture to blur my face, and sent it to him with the following response, “Thanks for your quick reply, Dave, I’m looking forward to getting to know you. I really like your photo. You look very fit and younger than a middle-aged man. I have attached a recent photo of myself. Ruth and Penny were all for it and of course, Michael was invited.Michael rolled in from the Sunday night orgy with the Collins family around 1:30 am, Claire thought she may have to carry him up to the bedroom and tuck him in. He could hardly walk straight.The next morning Michael stumbled down for breakfast around 7:30 am just as Claire was about to leave for work. She asked him how it went last night at the Collins’ house as he slumped in his chair and stared at his coffee.“My god Mom, never. His hands disappear eagerly under my skirt and knead my buttocks. He licks my stomach and bites softly now and then. I go with it; I sit on him and kiss him. His hands drop to my thighs. My head is turned off and my body wins. How I want this, I want him. I take off my shirt and bra; his eyes glare at my breasts. As his hands continue to explore, I push my breasts into his face. He takes hold of my nipple and bites it gently. Then he stops, takes my hand, and takes me to the bedroom. He asks if.