"Please, I'm not in the mood for listening to a lecture about how I'm dressed. Sit down -- we need to talk."Jason walked over and sat down. Lecture ab...ut how she was dressed? Even if she was his mom, she was a wet dream come true. What kind of lecture was she expecting?His mother dished out a plate full of eggs and bacon -- real eggs and real bacon, something he'd seen only a handful of times in his life and sat down opposite him. His glass was full of juice and there was even coffee in a mug!. He responded and kissed me back with equal intensity. We kissed and kissed and kissed and kissed. After a while more of making out, Colt gently pulled me down and he got on his side, and put me on my back. He continued to kiss me as he slowly moved his hand down to my shorts. This excited me. Gently, he pushed my shorts down with one hand. This took a while, and he seemed to be having trouble, so I lifted my butt to make it easier and they slid right off. He threw my shorts to the floor. He. The site of her hands clenching the edges of the table and way her body convulsed during orgasm was nothing short of amazing. But I kept fucking into her through her orgasm. Her dirty words of encouragement gave way to loud groans and seemingly incoherent babble.“Did you say something baby?” I slowed up.“My ass Daddy! I want you to fuck me in the ass.”I stared in disbelief as she spread her cheeks and revealed to me her tightest hole yet. My wife would never even entertain the idea of taking me. The next day seemed to drag on forever. I spend my day getting my nails done, buying a new dress, getting the tallest heels I could find, and waxing everything. I even got my hair done. It was still apple red but it was curled into the most beautiful and seductive style. Getting ready that night took awhile. I had to pull out all the stops, the lacey red corset lingerie, the 5 inch pumps, the short dress, and yes, perhaps the most seductive of all…the classic, the classy, and the crowd.