I was actually surprised at the offers. I thought what the fuck—it would be a good deal for early afternoon, and still had the night. “Aight dawg�...�bring it” As we enter the booth, the dude waves at his 'cuz' across the empty floor to come over. He walks into the booth with us, and I close the door locking it behind us. Luckily this was one of those larger booths instead of the tiny ones with just a chair in them. I rip off my tank top and toss it the the bench and look over at the first. Adopting a similar posture at the table's left front, I traced a line with my finger from just in front of my own crotch to just in front of his, and said: "It seems to me that high pressure gradients run from about here to about here, and are building." You're right, Chris," he retorted, escalating the level of double entendre, "and there's considerable moisture in these two converging fronts that we're gonna have to deal with over the next twenty-four hours." "I certainly hope so," I. We decided to get a shower.First, my mom went inside the bathroom with her towel and fresh pair of inners. After some time she came out with a towel around her body. She asked me to go inside take a shower. I took my towel and went inside. I was horny thinking of my mom changing her clothes out there.I had a shower and came out wearing my towel around my waist. I got dressed soon. My mom wearing track pants and a loose top. She was sexy in that dress. I sat beside her. She asked me.Nancy: Honey. Let me help you ..." She licks her index finger and teasingly traces a line between her legs. "... blow off a little steam." she says.He leans over and begins to kiss and lick at her through the thin fabric of her pantyhose. Using both his hands, he tears a hole in the center and pulls her thong to the side. He licks her roughly, forcefully, moving her entire body as he does. It's not so much foreplay as an oral attack. She doesn't find it to be arousing in the least.He rips open her.