She told it’s called Bra, It is to cover her breasts, balance and keep it in a shape. I was dumb. I told ok.We both started hugging. She on a bra an... me on a vest. Nothing happens, I just felt the softness. Then, she asked if I have any changes inside the pants. I told no changes and nothing’s happenings.She asked me to remove the pants and she also removed her night pant. We were only on inner wears, so she hugged me tightly and kisses my cheeks.We both are hugging and she asked me any. I felt like every head turned as we walked in. We joined the others near the end of the bar. It did not take long for five hot women at the end of the bar to get the attention of most of the men in the club. I had a hot guy about 6’1” come over and ask me to dance. We went out on the dance floor and began dancing. He could move his body. I could see the nice outline of his dick in his tight jeans. It had to be at least eight inches. He was wearing a tight shirt which showed off his nice pecks. His lack of interest in her and everything else is not something that she ever thought would happen. They go out a couple times a month on Saturday night, usually to a concert or some other event and dinner, and out to dinner a couple times a week but that's the extent of their relationship. My mom is a very loving person and needs way more support and intimacy than she is getting from my dad. I asked her if she has spoken to him about it but he is unresponsive. I have a younger brother,. Cindy lets out a loud moan as he looks down at what Pamela is doing. “Mistress, what are you doing? I’ve never even imagined this!” As Pamela continues to thrust she settles into a rhythmic rolling motion with her hips. Cindy keeps looking down at Pamela’s thrusting hips with wonder, gasping each time their kitties make full contact, Cindy’s moans become as rhythmic as Pamela’s thrusts. Pamela bends down as she thrusts and takes Cindy’s left nipple in her mouth and gently bites.