We both said sorry mom we thought you were crying. Mom covered her self with sheet. We came out of her room.Mom did not say any thing. She acted like ...othing happened. s*s told that to her friends.They all agre that it is time to include mom into their group. I was resisting. I said how can I fuck my own mom that is not right. One girl said so it is ok to fuck own sister but not needy mom.I had no answer for that. I said we have to be carefull how we aproch mom. Bilo said why dont one of us ask. The Maitre D’ rushed up to our table shortly following that.“What happened? A waiter told me that there was trouble,” he said in an agitated voice.“There wasn’t any real trouble, Aldo. A drunk young man was annoying Amelia, and I changed him into a green pig. When he sobers up, the spell will disappear, but he won’t remember what happened to him,” Greg told the Maitre D’.“But where is he?” Aldo asked in a whisper, as he looked around for the pig.“He’s over on the bandstand. After you close have. The early sunlight lit up the green in her eyes like emeralds. “Dumb, smitten boy.” I told myself off. My cock grazed along her inner thigh, I could feel the short stubble of her pubes brush against my balls as I moved upwards. Her posture was beyond inviting, her being felt close. I don’t know what that means, but it did. The tip of my cock kissed her pussy lips. She was already wet, her heat emanating towards me. Her fingers trailed their way down my torso, nails gently scraping my chest hair. .I left work and remembered to go and see if I could fix Surinder’s (My MIL’s close friend) computer. I arrived and knocked on her front door, she opened it and was wearing her work clothes a gown to just above the start of her cleavage and which was just below her knees in length. “Hi!” she said “my computer is running really slow could you have a look at it for me please?””No problem” I replied.Now Surinder is 55, about 5ft 4, slightly overweight and her tits must be about 40DD. As i was.