So we asked one of his friends to spread the word to the rest of his friends.The surprise went well and the only thing that almost gave it away was ho... well my wife was dressed when we picked him up.She was wearing a tight low cut red vest top that matched her high heels, a figure hugging high waisted pencil skirt that sat just above her knees and a matching black fitted suit jacket. Which when buttoned pulled her beautiful 36DD's in to an awesome cleavage...She said it was because we where. En garde!”I watched them for a few minutes and then shrugged and headed back inside. They were laughing and having a blast. When I got inside, though, my jaw dropped open.My mother was still gazing out of the window. However she had her legs spread apart and her breasts were pulled over the top of her dress. She had one hand under her dress, in between her legs, and was obviously pleasuring herself. She was breathing heavily.“MOM!” I said with indignation. “Please tell me you’re not. He went on to tell us that it would be harder than anything we’d seen before - he was right.It was two tram rides out and when we got there it was more a brothel than a sex club. But we rang the bell anyway and a big black guy came to the door. We said that someone rang ahead and he let us in.Once inside we were shown to a woman by a large table. Again we mentioned that someone rang ahead and that we were wanting the sex show. We were told it was 50 gilder each, which was dammed expensive. The string thong bottom of her floral yellow micro mini sting bikini still rested on her puckered and slightly gaping turd cutter and ran the length of her perineum, but that was about to change as Zelda pulled the string away and pulled Suzi’s ass cheeks far apart so her sheriff’s badge was a gaping fudge tunnel. Zelda let out a moan as she lowered her face to Suzi’s balloon knot and rammed her tongue as far up it as she could. Then Zelda pushed her face further into Suzi’s ass pushing her.