I bent forward and sucked one of her succulent nipples into my mouth and teased the tip of it with my tongue. She seemed to really like this as she wr...pped her free arm around my head and hugged it tighter to her soft breast while the other hand gripped my throbbing cock through my shorts.“Oh God yes baby, suck on my titties”, she sighed and fumbled for my zipper. It took a moment, but she soon had my cock free and was stroking it as I feasted on her tits.“Why don’t we take this upstairs”, I. I wanted to badly fuck my mom at any cost.Mom and dad used to sleep in the bedroom and me in the hall. We have only one bathroom in the house which was attached to the bedroom. I had a habit of using toilets in the night very often so usually the bedroom door was not locked by my parents.While using the toilets at night I have seen many times my mom lying on the bed beside my dad with her sari above her knees. I never dared to go close to her as I was afraid of being caught by dad. One day dad. Think I can get there," indeed. "Okay, Robbie. Just go slow. You don't want to scare her. Lars? What about the beautiful Bridget?" I'm being the perfect loving son. I hold her hand, kiss her whenever Dad's not around, and remark at how beautiful she still is. Sometimes she looks at me as if she knows something's up, and is waiting for me to do something. I've kind of hit a roadblock, though. I mean, you guys know how intimidating she is." Oh, yeah, Lars. I know. Look, have you thought about. "Please I will take another song." His voice was slightly meek, almost pleading. She realized that this poor man was as turned on as she was. Maybe more so. Then he added, "In fact, I want a number of songs if that is all right with you." She reminded him that it would cost him $20 per song. He said he would be willing to double her pay with tips if she lived up to his expectations. If she needed any more motivation (which she didn't) that provided it.Another song started. The curtain flashed.