”They kissed more passionately as Nikki one-handed his belt buckle, the clasp of his pants, then his zipper.“Mom, one handed? You have skills. You...��ve done this before, I think.”“Yes. I’m a slut, whore, pervert, remember?”“I think you may have mentioned that. So, just how many guys have ... Ohhh shit, Mom.”She had slid her hand inside his pants and was now cupping his bulge through his briefs.“Can I really do this?” Nikki whispered. “Can I really touch my son’s cock?”“I sure hope so, Mom. I want. She thought about it for a minute or two, and rolled over and got on her knees. It meant the mirror was no good but maybe if she got into position like that her ass hole would be more exposed and might be easier accessed. She steadied herself and putting her right arm between her legs she could place the slippery rubber cock at her entrance. Giving herself a little time, she gently probed and probed...not going in, but feeling as if it might go in. She built herself up like this, feeling,. Her voice would be telling him where to suck and how hard to do it. She would be swaying her hips from side to side while her hands held his head and pulled his mouth into her. She would be pumping her crotch up and into his face and forcing his mouth up to her clit one moment and then down to her hole for his tongue to penetrate. He could almost hear her breathing and moaning as she got ready to cum. The moaning seemed to be getting louder and he could hear a bed creaking. Kevin listened. On her way home she had passed by a lounge that had a huge lighted sign out front that said, "Live music Thursday through Saturday." She decided to stop and have a drink and listen to the music. The place was busy and all she could find was a seat at the bar. She sat down, ordered a Screwdriver and turned to watch the band. They were pretty good and she sat there tapping her feet to the music.The man sitting to her right said, "Haven't seen you in here before." First time for me." Any special.