At first I couldn't reconcile my mother with the creature that stood at our door, I felt my loins stir, betraying me. She was wearing those little tig...t jean shorts, that barely covered her ass, those great perky breasts I had suckled on as a baby were bursting out of the hooters top she had on and the makeup was almost as slutty as anything I had seen in playboy. When her new husband saw that I wouldn't let my mother in he got out of the car and started swearing in some bullshit Spanish. When he finally got the hint I made my way back towards the bar. I just needed a stranger to dance with, and he was tall, dark, and handsome. Feeling rather bold with all of this alcohol in my system , I tapped him on the shoulder. ‘Do you want to dance?’ I said, as I leaned up and put my lips close to his ear, my hand resting on his tattoo’d, muscular arm. He looked around as if I could have been asking someone else. ‘Me?’ He asked with a little shock in his voice. ‘Yes, you,’ I replied with a. It touches my asshole. A smile spreads across my face as I lightly prod it against my backdoor. So fucking dirty. I press a little harder until I start to feel my asshole open up. It brushes past the sphincter with resistance and then slides smoothly in the rest of the way. I laugh as I shake my hips waving the toothbrush ends around. The movement actually felt amazing, making them turn and press around my insides. This had to be another keepsake moment I wanted to remember, so I got my phone. His waist got slimmer and a strange feeling came over him. NextJeffrey took the bra in hand and fastened it in the back. It was one ofSusan's larger bras, meant for when, if they ever did, have a child.Jeffrey felt an itching sensation in his chest. Before his very eyes hisown breasts were filling the bra cups. Larger and larger they grew untilthey totally filled the cups of the bra, and then overflowed. Betweenhis breasts, Jeffrey could see more flesh straining against the bra.Hypnotized by.