Sure she was pretty, with her deep mahogany hair and piercing green eyes, and she never had problems with guys. Well, until she had met a man one day ...n the local bar. Just by looking at him had made her wet. It was so sad that she had to go anyway, leaving the beautiful stranger alone. His sheer smile had hooked her first. Then those piercing icey blue eyes. But it had been months since that time.As she walked down the busy New York sidewalk, hoping to get to her art studio quicker, she. In the few seconds he gave me tomake a decision one way or another, I couldn't see anything wrong with alittle pretend for one night. It's not like it was much more pretend than we'dalready been doing together.The night was wonderful. Mike and I only got on the floor for the slowdances due to my ?condition,' and everyone was terribly gracious to me. Ifelt a little too pampered, but I was enjoying it.Sometime after midnight, Mike and I were on the floor dancing to FaithHill when he whispered in. "Do you have a clue what's going on here?"? Irina asked to thegirl in front of her, a pretty brunette that lived on the same floor of thecomplex. "Not a clue," said the woman with a nervous quiverin her voice.? "There'srumors spreading throughout the line that they're going to execute usall, but that sounds like a bunch of B.S." Irina and the brunette made somesmall talk for a few minutes, when a loud voice over a megaphone pierced thenight. "All right, people!?We're rolling outta here.? You'll. As she neared my shorts my coke started growing.She noticed It and a smile came to her face. She turned to me and told to me in a naughty voice” is am looking that sexy”. She asked me permission to remove my shorts for cleaning. But I stopped her by saying that I had not wear underwears.But she told that she was my my mom, and before I could say any thing she removed my shorts. My 8 inch tool was in front of her. She started cleaning it but after a few sec. I could feel her soft hands on my.