Bad me maine uske blouse ke button khol diye aur bra ke upar se hi boobs dabane laga aur bra ke upar se hi suck karne laga wo abhi tak mera lund pent ...e upar se hi masal rahi thi. Bad me maine usko sofe par leta diya aur uske upar chad gaya aur uske pure face par aur garden par aur boobs par Pagal ki tarah kiss karne laga wo bhi ab mera pura pura sath de rahi thi aur muje kiss kar rahi thi. Bad me wo muje boli ki chalo bedroom me chalte hai aur hum log bed par chale gaye waha ja kar maine uske. "We want to see you just the way you were the first time," Brian said."Yes, son, I want that too," I said, my voice in a deep, already-aroused whisper, thrilling at the implications I wanted to believe.Silently, my sons fingers sought the buttons of my blouse, the way his sister's had that day we were trying on clothes, but with such dramatically different purpose, and effect. Slowly, sweetly agonizingly slowly, he progressed from one to the other, until the last was unfastened and Kimmy. Alastair had reserved a table for 12 in the back of very prominent lowereast side eatery and arranged a special menu and wine list with theowner, and old friend. I made 13 but he managed to find space for us.The guest list was basically Alastair times 12. It was the who's who ofthe SNY show and two very fashion conscious celebrities.Drinks were served and eventually I found my seat near Alastair but notnext to him. In between us was an international pop superstar and onthe other side of me. The quick glance did give him enough ammunition to make his fantasies about the after dinner entertainment increase with more erotic colors. He pulled out a chair for Joyce, glided her up to the table and kissed her neck before claiming his seat at her side."Where is Tucker?" Joyce signed to her sister. She angled her head to the side and waited for an explanation as to why her sister's date was not at the table with them.Abigail blushed and placed her goblet of white wine down on the table.