Bobby was shocked when the man's hands slid to his mother's buttocks and clutched her ass, pulling her groin to his. Her dress rode up her thighs bari...g most of her legs. He was about to look away when a woman's head leaned around the man. She had dark hair cut short, like Demi Moore's in Ghost. And although Bobby liked long hair, he noticed how pretty her face was -- high cheekbones, green eyes, little nose, and full lips."The way he cums that's actually a pretty good way to describe it," she. Can I see what type of rings you have?”As he walked with us to this display case, “We have the best assortment of rings and bars in town, but we recommend you wear a bar until the piercing heals, then exchange it for whatever you want.”“Is that really required to do it that way?”“Well, no, I guess they are your tits and you can do with them what you want, but we have to tell you what we think is best and not sure the boss will allow it.”She browsed through the various rings but finally agreed. She playfully replied that I was at least good at sexting. I asked her, “Do you want to find out for real?” She didn’t respond and changed the topic.After 5 minutes, I told her that I didn’t get a response to my question. She just responded, saying that her parents were home. I knew Anjali was up for it, and I had to make a quick plan. I asked Anjali where she wanted us to meet.She again dodged the question and said that a so-called experienced person should know all about this. I couldn’t take. ." Or what."Sort of at impasse, we stared. And stared.Soon Christine was rubbing my leg, watching my discomfort. I decided to up the ante and stroked her leg. Soon we were embracing and then kissing like teenagers. We made out, swapping spit, moaning, groaning as the stroking became more intense.Soon both our pants were down and we were in front of each other in panties and boxers stroking closer and more intensely."I can't make love with you," said Christine. "But I can take care of.