I knew that my mother didn't talk much about my real father much either. "What makes you say that?"Will shrugged. "That was just a hunch."Staring at W...ll, I said, quietly, "That's the second lie you've told me since I've been here."We stopped walking, and intently looked at one another. Finally, Will nodded. "Yes. I have lied to you twice." I know the reason for the first lie."Will changed the subject. "You don't believe in auras, Jim."I answered truthfully. "I used to think things such as. She had a tight red corset on which her black tits were bursting out of. She had long dark hair and definitely what I would say is a black milf. We sat and talked for about 15 mins when she said why don't we get out of the car, she didn't have to ask me twice. As we walked in front of the car she pushed me onto the bonnet, holding me down by the back of my head, she whispered in my ear don't move.... Then she started to grope my bulge, slowly unzipping my pants sliding them down till they were. So many people. Strobe lights flashed. I saw snippets of dancing. People so close. A small stair case, I stumbled. She held me. My balance returned. We were on the stage. We stopped in front of the band. I saw the camera, trained on the band, and on us. Its light was on. She gyrated. A feather falling, she twirled. Her arms like wings. I started to dance. Her feet moved. Delicate as they marked the steps. I copied her style. People gathered to watch. Cameras flashedShe lifted her tank top.. At once I squirted and spreadmy sperm over chest and belly. One spurt even hit my throat.When mother saw that, she began to laugh as high as a bell, unfolded a paperhandkerchief from her skirt pocket and wiped away the sperm puddle on my throat. "Shall I wipe away the rest too?" she asked, and before I could think over this,a "Sure, yes" escaped from my mouth. Only then I realized with delay that she hadto touch my willy for this of course. She worked down from my chest, put thetotally sticky.