I was standing, along with a couple of others, by the opening to the theater area wondering what to do next when a man who was maybe in his 30s walked...past coming from further down the hallway.At first I feared he was an officer of the law because of the unusual print on his dark shirt, but I guess it was just the pattern. It was quickly obvious that he was not as he walked in followed by a beautiful woman in her late-20s and took a seat on one of the sofas on the side. Thinking this might. . . mmm!" mom groaned as her back arched more and her legs began twitching more rapidly. "That's it Jay, keep it at that speed.!" mom egging me on eagerly, as I licked more excitedly knowing I was doing a good job, the sound of mom's fanny and my slurping filling the room. Then all of a sudden, mom started to yelp as her orgasm started to take effect "Aaaahhh! . . . aaaahhhh! . . . I'm cummin Jay! . . . I'm cummin! . . . Jesus Jay! Ya making my fanny click! . . . Oh Jesus! . . . I’m. Painted-on pink short-shorts that my mother had never seen. A bare midriff white top that showed off my golden tan and showcased my nipples. White sneakers with heels.I actually wasn’t looking to hook up with anyone. I just liked how I looked and wanted to be seen on that sunny Sunday.Mission executed.No need to fluff my nipples, they were erect from the lusty stares I pretended not to notice. I sat on a bench in Penguin Court and watched little kids splashing and tossing coins into one of the. And Mark was not here to help her, being away at his political convention with her parents. She was all alone here at the house, out in the middle of their peacefully, private thousands of acres. No one would know but her, no one would see.Walking to the bed, she dropped back on the sheets, parted and raised her knees, and let her middle finger slither down through her wet feminine furrow to the aching, fire-filled nubbin of her clitoris. Her hand was educated enough to know exactly what to do..