This made it a little bit easier for Brian to apply pressure. His angle was difficult and so he simply used his fist to push directly against her puss... through the material. This was enough to get her started. Her breathing was now heavy and her hips started to move in motion with Brian's fist.Kris's silence for this time period might as well have been a five alarm warning to Denise and Frank. The fact that the two girls had been talking and almost always did made Kris's silence for this period. She was gorgeous in this position and I felt like the luckiest person alive. I was staring at my mothers ass in the air while she was taking the fake dick between her legs and I couldn't take it anymore. I once again like earlier grabbed her chin and made her look into my eyes but this time she knew what I was doing. She gave me a small moan of consent that she was ready for my load, but I wasnt going to make it that easy. With more then half my dick in her mouth and saliva and precum dripping. Then she put my hands on her back, held one hand with her hand.Then we started dancing. She got close and her boobs were touching my chest line. She again whispered, “Seems like a well-built man.”“Apt for you honey,” I replied. I was skeptical about whether to move my hands to her ass. In no time I was hit by two softballs, probably the softest I’ve ever encountered. (I doubt if she was lactating) and they hit straight on my abs. She had pushed herself on me and a sound sent shivers down my. Tom asked her if she owned a string bikini.“No, why would I own a string bikini?‘It could be something to wear on the cruise I am asking to go to with me.”“Oh Tom... , are you kidding me again... , when?He gave her the date and told her it was a seven night cruise out of Tampa.”He could tell she was excited but she did questioningly say, “Do you really want me to wear a string bikini?”“Well if you did, you wouldn’t be wearing it long.”“Oh Tom... , you know when talk that way you get me.