One eyebrow came up in question and I smiled at her. I picked up the wine bottle and approached her."May I?" I asked, directing the bottle toward her ...glass. She held it out and smiled warmly at me."Thank you," she said. "Won't you join me?" Beautiful. I sat next to her, filled my own glass and raised it to her."Cheers," we both said and then laughed.We set our glasses down and I turned toward her to be met face on with her lips. She pressed them against my own demanding entrance with her. The knit shirt was as much as the pants."DeDe said, "You do have to take me there. I'll be out of this wheelchair soon. I want some of those good threads for that kind of money."Lisa and I did the preflight on the Learjet with Jimmy watching over our shoulder. As we finished, he wandered off nodding his head. We must have passed, as he didn't say anything.As soon as the six men showed up, I seated them as Lisa began the startup procedure. I pulled the door shut then settled into the right seat. He was pressing mom’s hair bun with one hand and pressing her boobs with the other hand. She was behaving like a real slut. She was sucking his dick like there is no tomorrow. With her pink lips on a black dick.He was moaning and shouting. “Come on, bitch. I am going to break your pride, your hair bun. What a warm mouth you have. Without this, I am unable to eat food in afternoons you make me addicted to your hair bun and warm mouth.”Meanwhile, he cum in my mom’s mouth. Some of his cum coming. You certainly don't show any."He looked at her, seeing the sweet expression on her face and the lewd way she sat, cupping her tits in both hands. His cock stirred despite himself. Sandy dropped her eyes to his shorts and saw his cock starting to swell. She glanced into his eyes."Maybe you do think I'm nuts, darling," she said in a soft voice, "but your cock seems to have other ideas." Is that all you can think about?" he almost shouted at her. "You want that teenage cunt, don't you?" she yelled.