Mom and her friends met once a month to play cards, and it was moms night to host the games. I always made sure I was out of the house for the evening...it was her turn. It was like all the ladies got together and talked about who knows what and they always dressed up to try to out do the others. wearing jewelry, perfume and really tight cloths. They were all married except for mom and they would try to hook her up with their friends not knowing me and mom got along just fine. Well let me tell. Then she whimpered in delight and darted her head back down. She sucked back and forth on them. Her delicious lips nibbled on my nipples, sending delight down to my pussy, soaking my panties.I groaned, my hands reaching behind me. I undid my bra, throwing it to the ground. My toes curled as the pleasure shuddered through me. She made such noisy, wet sounds every time her mouth popped off my nipples. My breasts jiggled while her blue eyes sparkled.“You’re just so good at it,” I moaned as she. Her hands never came off my body, except for her to get more lotion. She did seemingly keep it professional, but that didn't last. From one second to the next, her palms slowly rubbed their way over onto my boobs.I twitched, but didn't say anything. 'No, she is baiting me.'She massaged them along with the rest of my chest and did indeed make me feel good. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling, and pictured someone else fondling me."Damn, is the wedding getting to you, Vicky? You have. Amidst all these thoughts, I suddenly realized that he was asking me what I would rather do. I came back to my senses, thanked him for the offer, and told him that I would make more sense if I stayed. He agreed with me and told me that I can sleep on the floor next to his charpai. I had some more water, placed a dirty sheet that he gave me on the floor lied down. He complaining continuously about the terrible heat and his incompetent fan and soon he took off his undershirt and the payajama and.