Megan slowly brought her head closer to my cock. I knew she was going to take me in her mouth, but the deliberate way she moved was all the more eroti... because she appeared to be savoring the move. I watched as my cock disappeared under her head and then I felt the warm wetness of her mouth close over me. Megan didn’t immediately start working me up and down, but kind of stayed there for a few moments, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock and sucking on me. Again, it seemed like she. A quick flick ofthat damn knife, and Moms top fell to the floor. I’m notgoing to pretend Mom could have passed for a Playboymodel. She’s over 40 and had a baby, the years showed.But she also worked out regularly, and her body wasstill firm, including her tits. Sure, they sagged a bit,but I’d seen internet pics of far worse. But the thingwas, they were my MOMS tits!The two wetbacks began to fondle and grope her, but kepttheir knives in very plain sight. My cock got evenharder. The shorter one with green eyes began searching through her purse as if such an invitation was there, but even I knew there was none. ‘It’s okay. They’re with me,’ chimed in Phillip. There was no hiding the lust on his face. It wasn’t just him, but many of the men in the room stared longingly at the pair. The majority of those at the event, with the exception of the help, were above the age of thirty-five. I myself was considered young at the age of thirty-seven. Most of the younger,. ”Liz winked at me. “Oh, come on, it’s a little bit funny. Fighting with your parents makes you a real American.”I scowled at her some more but she kept on smiling at me. In the end, I couldn’t help smiling too. I got annoyed with myself because she’d made me smile when I was trying to be cross, but in the end I had to give up.“I suppose it’s a tiny bit funny,” I admitted.“That’s right. All we need to do now is get you sounding like an American and your transformation will be complete,” said.