She was forced to move out to California and live with her grandmother. After a while we lost contact completely. I took her moving hard. I really mis...ed her."Lolas this weekend. We can have a couple frozen ones." Rich suggested."Sounds good to me." I responded.Lolas was a Caribbean restaurant on 22nd Street in Manhattan and a couple of frozen ones referred to a frozen drink called the Frozen Lola. It was one of our favorite restaurants. The rest of the week I kept thinking about Lauren. I had. He ran his hand up my thigh into my skirt as I stroked his dick. His hand felt good on me. I unzipped my skirt and pulled it off to reveal my black lace thong I was wearing. As I kicked my skirt off the door slammed open. Ashley stumbled into the room hardly noticing us through her kisses with the other football player. When she noticed she stared at me wide eyed in amazement. She stared at my fairly large tits then down to my thong. She giggled as she climbed up next to me and lay down, her. " I was so freaked out by this point. She felt my hard-on. "It's ok mom" I nervously said, "I'm gonna try to go to sleep". "Good idea, honey." she said as she patted my hand which was now resting right below her tits, one of them actually laying on top of my fingers. She squirmed a little more and my dick flopped right into the crack of her ass. That actually felt more comfortable, but made me even harder. There was no place for me to go. I couldn't even turn over. I was stuck there. From what I can see is that is wearing a summer dress. The white dress was strapless and hugged her body like a glove, showing all her perfect curves. Her firm breasts bounced ever so little in time with her wavy brown hair as she walked. She walked with all the confidence in the world knowing exactly what she wants and with whom she wants it.With plenty of open chairs in the bar I thought please just sit somewhere where I can at least sneak a peek every now and then without you noticing. Low.