Her sheet had fallen from her shoulder, exposing the hill of her breast, she made no attempt to cover up, my eyes feed on the sight of her soft skin, ...er eyes followed mine and she smiled.“Not bad for an old biddy am I son”?I think you are one sexy woman mom,” I gasped as the sheet fell further down exposing her full breast; I could feel my penis rising under my robe.Her eye’s saw the tent created by my hardon, she gasped.“I’m sorry mom, I choked out, rising I went to leave, her hand grabbed my. He told me he was calling me later that day to go over the itinerary with me and to answer any questions I might have about it. When he left I sat down and read through the program he had put together for me.Arrive Friday AfternoonFriday night:Put on a gigantic cunt show for the crowd. Walk out on stage with heavy weights attached to my labia rings and swing the weights around so everyone can see my enormously stretched labia’s. Remove weights and attach chains connect to rings in my labia. “Teri.” Then she’d had to spell it. Mom had thought ‘Teresa’ was exotic.“And ‘Phil’ is spelled P H I L. It’s short for Phillip.”“I’d guessed.”“Yeah,” he said. “Would you be willing to dance with a guy with a boring name?”He could dance well, and -- names taken care of -- he could talk well, too. They somehow stayed together for the rest of the party and left together at the end. Being a University event, there had been no alcohol. She felt a little buzzed, even so. They kissed a little, and he. Once again, she strips me down and herself and takes me by the hand into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower together.We both step into the shower and turn it on allowing the hot water t cascade over our bodies. She pushes me against the wall and strokes my cock until it is pointing at the ceiling. I ask her what she would like to do to me. She just giggles and tells me that we’re going to make love once again as she isn’t pregnant. That news made me a bit melancholy about her not being.