“Godmama wants to know.”“Ah ... yes ... government,” I said.His turn to make the continue gesture ... mine was nowhere as regal. I continued ..... through lunch and tea and... “You drove over the hill.”“Government?” Aghast.“So they claimed.”Our stomachs announced that we had missed something. I blushed, he reddened.“I could cook,” I said simultaneously as he said, “Is there someplace decent we could go?”And I said, “That lets out bangers and mash.”I chuckled at his look ... not a clue.I sat up. I could she those panties were being used like dental floss to floss her pussy slit and her ass crack. When the song ended she tossed her panties at me. They caught on my eyeglasses and hung in my face. Oh my God, my mother smelled so good that I got hard instantly.She went into the shower and asked me if I wanted to join her.She was a lot more interesting when she was drunk and drugged.So I undressed and went into the bathroom. As I slid the glass door over Mom pulled me inside, pressed her. She smells delicious. This is going to be so much fun,” she said, as she tasted Jae’s panties, and I continued my story. My lovely wife was dressed in track pants, and a blue t-shirt, and wearing no bra. As I had finished explaining the evening’s events. I could see the lust in Jacqueline’s eyes from her listening to my story. I then pulled her close, kissing her deeply and passionately, and slid a hand in to her pants, where I was greeted by her sopping wet pussy. She was so wet, I could. And if I hadn't been able to convert Chip before by the power of sweet reason, I was pretty sure a few whispered insights now weren't going to do the trick. So while I was pretty sure I wasn't going to like where we were going, I didn't really see a way to extricate myself from the party.We walked for the better part of twenty minutes, and since I couldn't think of anything brilliant to say, the journey was a silent one. We ended up in front of a door unmarked except for the numbers B3F44 on.