He imagined gently caressing her and running his fingers through her smooth black hair. He could almost feel their naked bodies pushed against each ot...er tightly in an unbreakable embrace. He wanted to massage her voluptuous breasts and kiss them over and over until her nipples were rock hard. Then he would suck them until she begged and moaned for him to stop. He would rub his hands on the inside of her thighs so he could feel her writhe with anticipation, then he would slowly slide his. " She sat on the edge of the bed, next to where I was on the chair by the desk."Uh... Brenda... Like? I'm sorry about the other night," I lied. If she was, in fact, willing to do it again, I figured it would be a good idea to play it low key. " You're not mad at me, are you?" No... not now... but I was after you went to your room. But Mom almost found out." Brenda leaned forward then, and I could see her marvellous, big jugs jiggling under her pyjama top. "There was blood on the sheet from.... As mom gulped her second drink down, she said, "Well, I should be going and let you get on with your fun. Do you have strippers coming over?" No," my friends replied."Aren't you supposed to have strippers at a bachelor party?"Chad said, "We don't know any strippers."Mom laughed and said, "That's too bad. I'd be your stripper, but you boys don't want to see a saggy old lady like me."I'd never heard mom talk that way before. But then I'd never seen her drunk before.My friends all grinned, and. Once all the cream was gone, I got to work.I started to nibble slowly on her outer lips, softly. Just to build up the heat. Once she started to grind her pussy into my face I started to pick up the speed. I used the tip of my tongue and ran it up from the bottom of her slit. Stopping just short of her erect clit. I continued this for a while until she started to beg, short of breath, "Ah...chris...fingers...please."To appease her, I took two fingers and slowly pushed them into her tight, wet.