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Double Date | fiestyfeast | 4

 

I stare into the deep, dark, beautiful eyes of my Ma as she grinds her pussy against mine, wrapping my body in her motherly arms. The way she grinds her crotch against mine is more erotic than provocative, and anything but motherly. I grind my hard cock right back against her hot pussy. My arms grasp her firmly by her hips as they make a hula-hoop motion. She lifts her leg up alongside me and I grab a hold of her thigh, again. My hand slides her skirt up, and my cock is unhidered by it, but concealed by it. My erection literally presses Ma's panties into her; I can practically feel her labia embracing me.

"Let's get wasted!" I hear the drunken proclamation from Kelly. She doesn't even pull her skirt down to cover her exposed pussy, dancing her naked ass against Frank, looking back at him lustily before taking a big swig from the bottle. She hands the bottle to Frank and he, too, drinks. Neither looks in me and Ma's direction, even once.

"You're a great dancer" Ma whispers to me in a husky voice, before giving my earlobe a flick with her tongue. She smiles at me a big, adorable, sexy smile. God her tits look fantastic; I look down at them unabashedly as our genitals bond as never before. "Do you like dancin' with your Ma, ?"

I nod as she asks me, biting her lip a little bit, pushing herself into me extra hard and grinding extra slow. "Yeah Ma, you're the best dance I've ever had. I'm just ashamed I ain't danced with you before now." She tells me to grab her ass, and with a grin, I slide both of my hands up underneath her skirt, grabbing bare butt flesh. She smiles too, and her other leg comes up, wrapping both her legs around me like a reverse piggy-back ride, like she's climing a tree, or like we're having sex standing up. And if it weren't for my thin slacks and underwear, and Ma's bitty black thong that I'm now showing to anyone on the dance-floor who looks at us, we would be having sex, right here on the dance-floor. The thoughts of it makes my eyes bug, as Ma grinds, yanking on a pig-tail with one hand while the other digs into my shoulder. I squeeze her round ass, and try to sway with the beat, humping into her honeypot.

We dance in this standing-up-sex way for a while, in a hot sexual haze, me and Ma. After a while she lowers a leg down, and I pull her skirt down over her ass. The tip of my dick is I swear pressed against her clit and she gasps a little. I look over to where Kelly and Frank used to be. They're gone.

 

Go looking for them together? alone? stick with Ma?


          stick with Ma (and it's worth it!)

          Look together

          first, another shot, then: look alone

 
 
 

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