Grabbing the pole with one hand, she leaned out at an angle, then reached up and pulled free the lacy white bow that restrained her hair. She shook he... head violently forward and back and her mane was unleashed. She had entered BimboTech with a boyishly cut muted ginger coif, but exited with a fiery, untamable red that curled chaotically down to just above her tramp stamp, which read 'Greedy' naturally.The crowd roared once her hair was free; the regulars knew that it signaled that Greedy. What they really want to know is if you invited me home and I banged you," I answered. "Why is that such a concern to them?" "Mostly its our age difference. The men want to know what I have that they don't. For the women it's what do I see in you and visa versa and if they have a chance." "Let them believe what they want," she replied and we clinked glasses. "I am really looking forward to tomorrow night," she said softly as she placed a hand on my thigh. "Me too," I responded without any. As I worked on each item, I tried to ignore the rest of myface in the makeup mirror. I tried to make it some distant separate brightred lips, not me wearing bright red lipstick, the makeup mirror was rathersmall so it helped me create my illusion of looking at something besidesme.I finally got it all to their satisfaction. Then there was guidance withputting on jewelry and even a long blond curly wig. In addition to guidingme, they put a lot of energy into taunting and teasing. I was. "Ohhhhh!" Jennifer moaned as she pulled Jimmy's head to her heaving chest. She moved his head to her other tit and let him suck for as long as he wanted. It was a feeling of closeness that she had not felt in years. It took her back so many years to when he was baby at her breasts, sucking for her milk.When Jimmy finished sucking both breasts, he pushed his mother over to a padded lounge chair. He made her lay back as he knelt at her side. He bent his head again and kissed her stomach, making.