"Before we look for anything, sweetie, I think we both need another shot." My flirty Ma tells me with a wink and a sweet little laugh. "Then we'll check the bathrooms." We head to the bar. Ma orders, "two bourbon shots, two vodka shots and a tall skinny doubleshot of moonshine," she leans in close, showing a wealth of sexy, spilling cleavage to the tender.
The tender, a balding, hairy, gruff looking fellow with maybe a 5 o clock shadow plus a day, stares right down between Ma's tits. "You're going to have to give me a flash if you want me to fill a special order like that one." He laughs a gruff, rude laugh. Ma smiles, reaching at her blouse. Lifting it up over her mostly flat tummmy, and finally, falling out like two angels from heaven, the most beautiful big tits with perky hard pink nipples I've ever witnessed. I salivate; I wish to suck them this instant. She shakes them a little and it's practically slow-motion how perfect it is.
Then she puts her blouse back down over her tits and takes the moonshine shot, tall and skinny. She looks at me, "You ready to take a shot off Sue's body, hon?" And I nod wideyed trying to contain my drool. She slides the slender cylinder as deep between her titties as she can, just peeking from the crevice. I enjoy my time between Ma's tits, making sure my chin slides in to separate them, as I take the bodyshot from her cleavage. The doubleshot is almost too hot to handle, the moonshine burns my throat like napalm. I'm still recovering when I notice the two empty vodka shots, the two full whiskey shots, and Ma already starting off to the bathroom. As quick as I'm able, I regain my composure, take two more harsh shots of liquor, and I follow, headed to the restrooms.
When I get there, The signs on the doors are all fucked up. Neither one indicates which gender it's supposed to accomodate. One door has some kind of orange square covered in graffitti, and the other sports a yellow circle that's been desecrated with a knife or sharp tool. |