She changed very quickly. But I managed to see her side boob in the reflection of the studio mirror. Finally, she was ready.She put on some makeup and...left her hair down. Her waist-length hair was partitioned half-half and covered each of her breasts. Even the golden decoration was stunning, with her mini blue skirt and her thick thighs.Suddenly Ramappa entered and looked at my mom as though she were some animal. He says,“Madam, you look awesome. Even I’ll stand and watch your dance.”My mom. I was laying on the floor watching TV. Finally Friday evening he came out of his room with a hardon as usual. Dad was cupping his balls. I hiked my nightshirt up enough to show him my pussy. I rubbed my clit. Diane you must want something. I spread my legs for him. I do I said. (may as well pretend to be mom he's fucking me like I am) He stood over me & went down into a 69 position. His breath felt good against my pussy lips. I was so wanting to get fucked. I sucked his balls. He kept teasing. Our conversation drifted over several subjects until she finally told us she and Mike's dad had separated a few months back. She was glad for the separation and felt she now had the freedom to express her true self.While we were talking I noticed that Mike's balls had slipped out of his shorts and that Mildred, who had also noticed, had a perfect view from where she was sitting. Mike who was unaware of his exposure, sat back in his chair moving his legs further apart, allowing the head of his. When Hans came with a loud shout, the audience applauded, the performers disengaged, bowed, and the girl kissed Hans and thanked him for giving her such pleasure.The show over, Hans and I took phone numbers from the performers and the manager and wandered down the street until we came upon another live show.We paid and entered, finding the show already in progress. The principals were two very attractive women. One of the women and a male assistant ?forced? the other woman onto a padded table..