The outer three feet of the balcony had an absolutely clear glass floor. We would soon make very good use of all that. This could be the perfect group...to mess with and get Sue her exposure.Having finally accepted that she was an exhibitionist after years of denial and misleading me, Sue was now looking to make up for lost time and climb out of her closet. Tonight, she wore a light weight, snug, pastel skirt and begged me to expose her any way I chose so she could still claim innocence. I knew. She eventually pulled out. I gasped for air.Once I had got a few mouths full of air she started again. Fucking my mouth. This time she forced the cock straight down my throat. I fought to get up but she held my head between her two hands. Everything started to go dark before she pulled out. I filled my lungs with air. I was just recovering when she pushed the cock into my mouth again.I was scared she was going to kill me. She was thrusting her hips at pace pushing the cock even further down my. "In a bar you wouldn't be wearing pants." I said."That's true, honey, but I don't have a G-string." she said in a soft, sexy voice."Well," I said "You do have panties."At this Mom gave my face a very light, playful slap. "Stay right there." she said. The song was ending and she went back in the living room and started it again. It took her a few extra moments to come back, and when did I saw that she had changed out of her pajama bottoms and into some panties. They were a light cotton material. She smiled and ripped open the package and discarded it with the round condom left in her had, where she squatted in front on me again and placed it on my erect wet tip. Good because I really like you, she confessed as I watched and felt her roll that tight cold rubber down to fully encase my penis. When it was done she stroked me a few times to make sure I was good and hard before leaning back on the couch, Please, I really need you inside me. She spread her legs and her wet pussy was on full.