I was dancing with my son, shamelessly rutting like a horny young schoolgirl, in a public place no less. The room may have been dimly lit, yet in my m...ind I was sure everyone could see how I had debased myself. The realization left me feeling like I'd been slapped, and I had to do something. I quickly removed my hands from around Tom's shoulders and pressed them to his chest. Pushing myself away I nearly screamed, "We better go now." Before the words were even out of my mouth I had turned away. Pomona chuckled. "Get down and ride her face! I'll be back in a while," she exclaimed joyfully and turned around."You aren't going home," Zola said as she knelt beside Nita."You are wrong, sweetie. I'm going there to check something." Get lost," Nita said laughingly.Pomona grinned slyly and resumed walking. As she disappeared behind a hut, Zola looked down and said, "She's a bad laz but I love her."Nita grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Come on, baby! Quench my thirst and pleasure me in. You jumped away that same second:- What is that?! Who are you?!- Pleeeease, don't freak out: I am still a girl:Then she took her swimwear down, and there under a nicely trimmed patch was semi-hard cock!- Come on: Does it make me look ugly now?.. Are you not attracted to me anymore?..You were speechless. You were shocked. You could not come up with any words: Absolutely stunned:- I see: Sorry if: oh whatever:With disappointment and a bit of anger, she put her clothes on. So did you. On the way. My day started as usual, getting up at the break of dawn clad only in a pair of loose fitting and putting coffee on sitting down at the computer listening to the familiar whirring as it booted. Waiting for the coffee to finish I logged on to my favorite news sight, all the while thinking about what the day held as well as the way last night ended. You see, I am a Forty Two year old male that lives with a 50 year old female. We have been together for going on three years, and she never.