At first, if i was there, i would come to her aid, then on one occasion i decided enough was enough. If she wants to keep getting into the situations ...he can deal with them herself. The occasion in question was a works do for her bank, we arrived and i went to the bar to get us some drinks. She was looking good in a short off the shoulder dress that was quite flowy and heels, no bra. As the night went on she was getting pretty tipsy and i could see her flirting with the men, especially a group. Can... uh... can we go on a date again sometime, please?" Well, I guess so, if you treat me real nice," Sue said, pecking her son on the lips one more time before entering the house.That night, Tommy lay in bed with his hard penis in his hand, thinking of his mom. All his fantasizes until now had been about girls at school. Now his mom dominated his thoughts. He could still feel her soft breasts on his chest and her soft skin under his fingers. If he could have only moved his hand a fraction of. They were nice, but not exactly the colors I would have picked. I laughed, looking at the bright shirt and told her, “I guess you want to be able to pick me out of the crowd in case you misplace me, huh?” She just laughed along with me and told me to get dressed, closing the bathroom door behind her.I dressed, then checked myself out in the mirror. I hate wearing a tie and don’t even know how to tie one. At least this was one of those with a clip so I grudgingly put it on. I had to admit I. She resumed kissing me, her stiff nipples pressed against my chest. Her hand rubbed through my chest hair, as she kissed on the side of my neck. She ground her hips slowly against me. She knew she was driving me crazy. She slid upwards, sitting on my chest. I could feel her dampness pressed against me. She pressed a nipple to my mouth and I slowly massaged her breast gently in my hand. She moaned softly. I tasted the milk begin to flow. Just like the rest of her, it was sweet. She.