We went to the foyer window and she stamped a time card, then took my hand and led me through the open doorway to the back area where there were small...leather couches -- almost loveseats - - with coffee tables and a bit of dance floor near each. The light was dimmer here, and we settled into one of the couches. We did the usual who-are-you and what-do-you-do chatter until the music changed to a danceable Billy Joel number.On the dance floor she got a lot more friendly, melting into my arms and. We both laughed for a moment and decide to head back to Ashley's (Itwas close to the school, I hung out with her there until my Mom pickedme up on her way home from work.) we get into the garage and Ashleyturns around and says,"Where do you think you're going?" Inside, to hang out." I said and walked towards the door.She stopped me again, "Not in those clothes you aren't my Mom will killus"It's true, Ashley's Mom did keep a really clean house. Almost hospital,creepy clean. But here I sit, in. "Can you feel me getting wet in my cunt?"Bobby moaned with his mouth pressing at his mother's tight shorts, his hands gripping the cheeks of her ass. He could feel the heat, feel the wetness seeping through the cloth. He could feel the insides of his mother's exciting thighs against his face, and his cock jerked up powerfully, almost slapping against his stomach."Kiss my cunt!" Donna cried softly. "Kiss mother's cunt right through those fucking shorts!"Billy opened his mouth and tried to suck. He marvelled at the elasticity of the sensitive flesh and began twisting it as he pulled, watching how the hole made by the piercing elongated and contorted as he did so. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he continued to fuck, pooling in the hollow at the base of her throat. His round belly, hairy and clammy, rubbed against her sexy top making it damp from his sweat. Once more he felt the onset of climax and once more he forced himself to hold back. Panting he collapsed on Sams body letting.