Bob was gruff and didn’t talk much and his main interests were watching sports while having a few beers when not working. As such we didn’t have m...ch in common and weren’t close although I think we tried to make thing work for my mom’s sake. Bob usually worked until 4:00 and my mom worked in the local diner until 6:00 or 7:00, so that would give me a small window to play “dress-up” after school. This particular day I had put on panties, pantyhose, a sleeveless black dress of. "If you're sure then fine. You're a beautiful sexy girl, so if you want to make love to me then I'm hardly going to say no. I'll do whatever you say, and I promise to be gentle." Thank you, you're very sweet. We'll have to be quiet though because I don't want other people to hear. Have you got a condom, because I've searched the whole house and couldn't find any" No, sorry." I replied, beginning to worry that this could scupper the evening’s plans."I didn't think you'd have one. Never mind. You. But during the pandemic, I lost my dad, and my mom was struggling for money. So she took up work as a belly dancer.‘She quickly stripped her pants down and continued at the moment as she was very tired. This was heaven for me. My mom was belly dancing in her blue floral underwear right in front of me. I had the biggest boner ever in my life.Her ass was curvy, about a 38-inch waist. I could see the asscheeks jiggle with every move. Now, she finished her practice and switched off the music. I was. She already knew what Mark was about to tell her next.“Now I want you to think about that special nerve that runs straight from your nipples to your clitoris. Can you feel it?” Mark asked.“Uh-huh … uh-huh …” Fiona murmured, her words dripping senselessly. She could picture it behind her eyes, that magical thread that spread between her most sensitive parts. She could feel a hum of electricity pulse down her belly to below her navel.“Can you remember how you feel when you touch your nipples? Can.