It was dropping down and I started to tighten my grip and moved closer to her. Now my left hand was on my mom’s belly button and my right hand was o... her waist, holding her still. She was not telling or feeling anything but just calming me.Then I got bolder and moved a step ahead. I stopped talking and slowly kissed her cheeks. I moved my left hand over her right breast and cupped it. She started to sense that something was wrong and I started to squeeze a little.My housewife mom held my hand. 'But given the amount of money involved, if you don't mind I would like to come back at 10 ' clock tomorrow morning with my lawyer as a witness.' 'No problem', said the president of the Bank confidently.That night, the president became very nervous about the bet and spent a long time in front of the mirror examining his testicles, turning them this way and that, checking them over again and again until he was positive that no one could consider his testicles as square and reassuring himself. He briefly flicked his eyes towards me, and I gave him a knowing smile. I'd done my share of ogling Stacey's tits as we'd walked through the club.Stacey just grinned at the kid, then led me into the VIP lounge, taking her time to say hi to a few of the guests at some of the other booths. I was quite surprised at how many people she seemed to know; there didn't appear to be anyone in the club who didn't recognize her. After she'd talked with a woman in her mid-forties for a few moments, we. Make....me .......cum!" As the ecstasy of the orgasm rolls through me. Digging my nails into his chest, as I ram my silkened pussy on his cock. So thick and hard as I rock back and forth. His hands grabbing my ass, thrusting more and more as another orgasm rolls through me. Capturing his lips, I shudder. He pulls me closer as I bite his neck he whispers. "Don't stop baby......You're going to make me cum." Harder I ride as his body tightens underneath me. His cock rigid as I feel him cumming.