"I guess I still move OK for an old broad don't you think?" "Mom you move great! You could probably make extra money workin as a dancer", I replied. S...he just laughed, "yea like anyone wants to see an old mom dancing like some hootchie woman". "Well mom, if ya got it flaunt it". We laughed and had a few sips of our drinks and began talking.The margaritas were going down smooth and we were laughing and having a great time. We were both getting a good buzz going. And I was getting a bit horny. “Kiss me, kiss me,” breathed Susan. Mike kissed her on the lips and she could taste Zoe's pussy on his lips and tongue. Zoe moaned loudly as Mike rammed his dick into her. A few moments later Susan yelled out and orgasmed on her daughter's face. This made Mike stop momentarily. She flopped over to one side. Both mother and daughter panted loudly. Mike's dick made a squelchy sound as he pulled it out of Zoe's pussy. He tossed her over on to her stomach and lifted her butt high in the air.“He's. They shake hands and embrace, a little awkwardly, the way boys and men do. I greet José Luis with a hug as well and he responds with enthusiasm. He’s more formal with Mom and Dad.Just before our final good-byes, Mom and Dad lead us over to a bench under some trees beside the parking lot next to Julian’s dormitory. They sandwich us, Mom on one side, Dad on the other, and I know what is coming. I’m right.“We know you are special to each other, Julian, Harper,” Mom’s voice is soft, not quite a. I could see a couple of women, but they were all sat with men, generally in couples.Then a coloured MC is a tuxedo took to the stage, announcing the arrival of someone called Princess. There was a raucous round of applause, which, given that the newly introduced lap-dancing faux royalty was just a little bit of a minger, meant that everyone was probably drunk. Or high. I caught sight of the drinks menu and noted with disdain the number of drinks that cost less than a tenner each, and assumed.