The lights went out and we moved quickly, me sliding up onto the table and Connie moving to straddle my head, taking my cock in her hand and lowering ...her lips to mere inches from the bulbous head. The lights flashed on and everybody at the table either gasped shrieked or made a choked sound of surprise; several called Connie by name, disbelief in their voices.As Connie took the head of my cock into her mouth, another chorus of cries came from those watching. The voices grew silent as she. ‘Do you come here to celebrate when you win?’ Hildy asked. ‘Well, we won tonight, but we come over after every game, win or lose,’ Eddy answered. ‘Otherwise we would only come here two or three times a season.’ That was good for another good laugh. They chatted some more and then Patty said that she wanted to go home. ‘I’ll buy us another round,’ Jim said to Hildy. ‘Why don’t you grab that empty booth over there while I go to the bar?’ The crowd was thinning as fast as it had grown. It was. He turns it to low and places it on her nipple. She gasps at the sensation and immediately feels a tingle in her pussy. He alternates breasts, teasing her with the vibrations. As she starts to become more aroused she feels him grab her hand and place it on her pussy. She lets her fingers trace the wetness there, spreading her legs wider so he will have a good view. She fingers her pussy for him as he teases her with the vibrator on her breasts. She doesnt hold back as another orgasm comes over. " Continuing to set up the opportunity for him to take control, I leaned to the ground and licked his cum off the floor.My son, finally catching on it seemed, said, with a confidence I had never heard from him, except for the time I watched him jerk off about me, "Mom, you missed some on the kitchen table."A smile crossed my lips at the shift in him as I sat back up, still on my knees and looked at the table. Seeing some white goo, I asked, "Does Michael want Mommy to clean up his cum?" Yes,".