Trish had gotten into the spirit of the game and was as enthusiastic as everyone else. Walking to the concession stand she stuck her hands deep into m...y coat pockets. The wind had picked up and Trish was chilled. I purchased a chili-dog and a hot chocolate to warm her up. ‘You look cold. Hope this helps.’ ‘Thanks, it does.’ She said while smiling. The concourse is very crowded and we pick our way through towards the opening leading to our seats. A hand taps me on the shoulder and I turn around. He didn’t stand up right away. I felt his fingers behind my knees and they traced a path up the insides of my thighs. I stopped breathing, hoping only that he would touch me. And then his fingers were there; first touching me through the damp fabric of my panties, and then slipping under the elastic. As his finger explored the folds of my most sensitive place, he stood slowly. His chest brushed against my nipples that protruded through the thin fabrics of my bra and tank top. His lips were on. I am your mother for Christ's sake. I gave birth to you. Don't make me do this again."Jeff came up to his mother from behind. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. His erection prodded her ass as he whispered in her ear, "I'm not making you do anything, Mom. Everything that happens from this point on will be 100 percent your decision. The moment you want it to stop, just walk out that door."He brushed Anna's hair aside and started kissing down her neck. His hands. Take a seat and pour some wine, I'll be back in a moment and disappears into the bedroom, I pour 2 glasses of Chardonney, and sit down, looking myself up and down, making sure I look alright...when in she strolls, still in turquoise, but this time a basque, with no cups, panties and stockings, the thing that took my attention were the 2 nipple rings sitting beautifully on her tanned boobs, about 10mm thick and 30mm round, , she then walked over to me and sat on my lap, I couldn't help but reach.