The picture in my mind of Mom's chest was now in HDTV, not a blemish in sight. I groped them mercilessly, unable to control myself, pushing myself pai...fully into her butt. I had to do something before I broke my cock.I was loathe to do it but do it I did. I let go of Mom's right tit and pulled my hand away, down and out of her dress. I grabbed my swollen prick, which had poked through the hole in the front of my pajamas, and used it to find Mom's ass crack. I pushed in and down until I felt the. She was there for the dance. And he for the Vixen...he could see her in the crowd of black masked bodies moving to the heavy beat. She was the only one in red. Her mask, her gown, her fiery hair. All of it the scandalous sign of pure sex and satisfaction. And that is what he came for.Her body swayed with the music, the tempo sexual and intoxicating. Her arms flew above her and suddenly two arms engulfed her. She smirked as she pressed her firm buttom against the body. Male. Hard, muscled, male.. Stephen had been out with some friends and got blasted, so he got a tattoo across his arm. "Stephanie" in pretty script with flowers. He hoped she didn't object to it. He was trying to sweeten the deal by dressing for her. The "rules" were that he was to shave everything and sleep nude, that way the change would be smooth and without hang-ups. Tonight he did things differently: he would try to sweeten the deal and soften the blow. He shaved everything like he was supposed to, but added some. Her girls loved his Golden Retriever 'Molly' so they would walk Molly while she ran the race. They'd walked her in previous years while James, her husband's friend spent time emceeing. She showed me a picture of James with Molly. Both very good looking and she let slip that James was single. I laughed at her blatant attempt to play matchmaker, telling her I was happy being single at the moment, and indeed they were both cute.She suggested I do the walk too. I told her I'd think about it and let.