All I wanted to do was get her back to my place, get her to lay down and god help me, prayed she would pass out and wake up forgetting this crazy nigh....As you know, it was not to be.For one, getting mom out of there, even off the dance floor was tougher than I imagined. She started to kiss, with plenty of saliva and tongue I assure you, my neck and chin. It was embarrassing and I tried hard so that she could not find my lips in any close proximity to her own. The rubbing against me was now. I prayed to god she would climax silently. Her thighs shook violently around my foot, hitting it in successive violet jerks. I was really worried i might injure her or bruise her smooth thighs with my large foot. When she finished, she leaned back dreamingly and breathed out in pleasure. She stroked my leg lovingly, and realized how wet and sticky my foot was. She did then something surprised me and made me horny as a dog; she pulled her messy panties from the bag, and wiped her creamy. I could hear him groan, so I closed my hands, very lightly at first, completely around his trembling, burning-hot shaft, then began sliding along its length towards its junction with his body. At the base I stopped and slowly squeezed. The exposed shaft and glans turned a darker purplish red. I squeezed even harder, then pulled his penis firmly towards me. Spasms of pre-ejaculatory pulses shot down the length of his erect penis, from its roots deep in his body to the swollen glans. I reduced. It was perfect, because I’d be completely unrecognizable. As I arrived, I noticed her shiny black VW Jetta parked out front of the hotel that was hosting the event. Fear crept up my spine, but the sensation made the moment all the more delicious. Well, that and the flask of scotch I had with me. I downed another swig, checked my makeup in the rearview mirror and headed in. The ball was held in one of the huge conference rooms and it was filled with monsters and characters of all sorts. I didn’t.