Was Gran right after all, that some mothers even fancy their own flesh and blood.I grabbed my bag and with an arm around her we went into the house. I... was as I remembered it, everything a little older now, but all functional. Mum was still hanging on to me with an arm around my waist. "Jenny will be pleased to see you; she has a little boy now," I know mum, you told me on the phone," I corrected her.Again she threw her arms around my neck and pressed her body hard against me, this time she. Soon a few buttons were let loose. And then a hand was inside her lace-trimmed 34F bra. She closed her eyes, enjoyed being felt up and kept dancing. The guys were kind of rotating in a circle around her taking their turns with her boobs. She’s short (5’ 2”), they were much taller so no one else on the dance floor could really see what was happening to her.With a three-hook beast of a bra, there was no letting that hardware loose on the dance floor. Her shirt was now unbuttoned lower than her. "So, what was that?" I asked. "You pulled off and started laughing and I was shocked at first, but it was so much fun!" Sasha tried to catch her breath. She was still giggling, but explained it as best she could. "When you came I was gonna be this big-time porn queen and take it all down my throat, but I suddenly pictured myself as a porn queen and it was so hilarious I couldn't keep from laughing. It was either let you go or choke to death on all of that cum." "Baby, it was great! I looked at. Besides, he might have to use some persuasion, so needed to keep a clear mouth. ‘I’m too old for that sort of thing. An artist’s model?’ she laughed, more seriously this time. ‘You would be perfect. Besides, I can’t afford a professional model. But you would be a good subject. I’m familiar with your face, so it would be a challenge to draw you as you are, rather than as I see you every day. The difference between a photograph and a drawing is so important,’ he enthused. ‘Well, you’re right,.