A bunch of men and women in their mid-thirties drunk and hungry? No thanks. Just then mom came in the front door, by herself to my relief. She noticed...everything set up around the house and plopped on the couch. “Thank you guys so much! I really don’t think I could’ve set this up myself,” she said tired. Just then I remembered the concert, I looked at the clock, 7:07, the concert started at eight, so Jackie and I went to get ready. She took a shower first because it takes her longer to get. At the same time, I lounge before you, legs spread with one hand resting on my stomach and the other tangled in my hair as my gown dematerializes.Both naked, hungry for the bliss we can create, you come back to me. Nestling next to me, your right hand trails over my body. The tickling of your fingertips has my nipples standing hard and taut, waiting for your feathered touch, yet you tease me as your fingers move in close only to slide away.The moment they slide away and over my navel, I dampen. He grabbed his rather large cock and began with a few brush-stroke style wrist maneuvers, careful to cover the entire surface with an even layer of lubrication. This preliminary step must have deserved a great deal of concentration as the tip of his tongue pushed slightly through his puckered lips. I suppose since I shouldn’t have been watching there was no reason for him to be classy. With his thumb behind the top side of his cock, he slipped his first and middle finger together beneath the. Before going any farther I wanted to be sure she knew what she was asking. I asked if she was sure she wanted to go that far."Son, I haven't had another man's dick in so long I don't even remember what it feels like. I'm 58 years old and I have some hard young wood right here in my hand. You've got this old kitty of mine dripping wet and I'd be a fool to pass up this opportunity." Well, I've never had a sexy grandmother sitting beside me topless while stroking the hell out of my dick either," I.