“Holy Shit…” I whispered to myself.Mom was watching the second movie on the tape, ‘Blow Momma on the Train.’ I knew this because I knew the ...haracters, scenes and sounds of each movie having masturbated to each of them many times before. That meant that she must also have watched the first movie, ‘Dial M for Mother.’I started to get a hard-on and peeked through the keyhole to see what my mother was doing. Sure enough, she was watching the movie quite attentively. Mom was totally naked and. All the suitcases were hauled out, and those needed for personal items were packed first. When that was completed, the remaining suitcases were taken to the kitchen and all the cookbooks and other material was packed. Now, the only problem was how to get everything in the SUV. It was decided that the suitcases would be loaded on the roof racks. That was fine until they got to the cases with cookbooks in them, and they were heavy. Finally the three women got them on the roof and Selma found some. And that really edible clit.”“No. I guess I didn’t, I’m sorry, I…”I cut him off, with a nibble of his neck. *”Don’t be, it was a very nice surprise.” I knew there was a femininity here that was a little more than just a shape. I sniffed, *"You have an air about you." I slipped my fingers through warm, moist lips and felt a trembling. *”You know though, I went this far, thinking you only had this,” I grabbed the shaft and gently squeezed, “and this,” I touched a finger to the tight ring between. I then started to really get into it; I even spread my legs for him.The black guy then shoved a hand between my thighs, rubbing my pussy slowly up and down through the thin material of my thong.He managed to get my blouse open and expose my firm tits.I felt really excited and wet before we reached the club. Once inside we had a couple of drinks and I soon was buzzing.Wilbur slow danced with me, rubbing his muscular body against mine. The naughty bastard whispered in my ear that he wanted to.