She stop and just playing with my balls I reach for her yoga pants and pulled them down took them off and looked at her panties pink the front part ha...d little lace on it not covering much her bush was sticking out the sides and top.I cleared a spot of my desk and she laid down I was in front of her took her panties off she spread her legs,I drop to my knees' and took my finger and slowly rub her pussy it was getting wet then I stuck my tongue in there slowly licking her lips sucking form time. Eight young Neanderthals sprang out from hiding no more than a mile farther along. Thankfully they were grouped closely together and trying to block our progress. I had the girls stop and hold their fire, but the bunch of wildmen sent no one forward to parley, and shortly they broke into a run towards us, raising their spears and shaking them in a threatening manner.Actually I almost felt sorry for them. When they came within fifty yards I cut loose and the girls followed suit. In seconds there. I quickly gathered my makeup, now I'm not gay or a drag queen but I am a goth and I wear a bit of makeup, just some foundation, eyeliner, lipstick, nail polish, and eye shadow, the basic gothic makeup setup. Anyway I finished upstairs and went down. I entered the kitchen and saw my mom standing their in her silk dressing gown she really was hot she was only 39 and black haired with slim legs and a perfect arse. Of course I would never tell her this but it has been some great wanking material. She had told herself that it was alright to dress up, that they all had, that it didn't mean...anything. It was all just a bit of fun. But that had been before the show started, when the cocktails were flowing and beginning to suppress the nerves and sense of awkwardness. The sense that, somehow, this wasn't quite right: she didn't normally do this sort of thing, it wasn't her scene at all. But it was okay, once in a while, to go a bit wild, wasn't it? And it hadn't been her idea; she hadn't.