I’m doing what she says, avoiding the distractions she’s listing (and there seem to be so many, one after the other) because doing what she says l...ads to being tranced and being tranced feels so nice and . . . She warns me not to let my thoughts distract me from my numbers either. 107 . . . 104 . . . I keep counting. Number after number after number. At some point I’m not supposed to be counting any more—I’m supposed to be on my knees in front of her. I slide down off the couch and kneel. God I wanted more, I thought."Do you remember what you said to me last time?" I panted in her ear."Can't...think..." mom mumbled. "Still cu...Cu...cumming." her body vibrated under me."You told me to own you" I hoarsely whispered in her ear. "To take you from that asshole" I rose up on my arms. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." I pulled my hips back until my rampant cock slid free."Oh God" mom grunted as my cock pulled free. I watched a thick white glob of cum seep from her still gaping. I rubbed her belly and her sexy ass & juicy thighs. Felt like we were on the dance floor all night. She turned me around & I started winding my body slow and sensual giving her exactly what she wanted. I was a little hesitant first but I whispered in her ear "come home with me" She replied with a big smile on her face, "Gladly." We walked hand & hand off the dance floor and back to my baby sitting there with a hard dick, he tried to hide it but I know him too well & can spot his massive. ..and still that damn song played!It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikiniThat she wore for the first time todayAn itsy, bitsy, tennie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikiniSo in the water she wanted to stay.From the locker to the blanketFrom the blanket to the shoreFrom the shore to the waterYes, there isn't any moreI stood in the surf, seemingly pushed by waves from all sides. I was inthe chest-deep water covering up my newly acquired feminine breasts asbest as I could..