I felt a sudden moistness in my panties as I realized how handsome my son really was. "Mom!" he said, getting up and coming across the floor. "What ar... you doing here!" I laughed. "Well, Matt, I guess you invited me!" He flushed and then laughed as I explained. Somehow we wound up tucked in the corner table, where a waiter materialized to pour the wine. I could tell from his manner that he assumed that my son was actually my lover, and the way I giggled when I tasted the expensive libation did. “Why the hell not?!” he shouted back and she grinned, watching as he downed the rest of his own, feeling the whiskey settle in his stomach as he stood, taking a step towards the dance floor, his eyes glancing over to where Paul had been, no longer, apparently him and his team had bounced, much to his relief, not, he was happy to feel, because he was ashamed of his date, but because he would be ashamed of them seeing him dance. Not that he was any bad.They hit the dance floor, the various. Melvin slowly moved between my legs lifting them slightly from the mattress, his enormously huge cock head brushing against my anus. Melvin had gripped my thighs and was pushing them to my abdomen, my knees were against my chest as Melvin gently applied steady pressure to my puckering anal opening. I grind my butt hole against Melvin's relentless rigid cock head, Melvin was trying to be patience and resisted the urge to plunge his huge cock head pass my outer anal muscle ring. I was gasping. Now I can have the pleasure of introducing you to your first opera. It is'Eugene Onegin' by Tchaikovsky and I promise you that you are really goingto enjoy it."Now remember that, at this time, I had never ventured forth in publicdressed as a woman, so I protested that I couldn't possibly go the cinemadressed as I was. The other three would not countenance my dropping out ofthe party and Imogene reminded me, forcibly, that this whole party wasdesigned to drive me out of my comfort zone and.