“Not yet sexy, I’m taking my time with you.”I move her over to the bed and lay her down; slowly kissing my way down her body, I suck on and stre...tch her nipples. I lick her belly and belly button and she shivers with anticipation because you know what comes next.Kneeling between her legs I ever so slowly start tracing the opening to her pussy with the tip of my tongue. “Noooo, please, I want that hard cock in me now” she begs. I ignore her pleas and with determination stick my tongue deeper. There is nothing you can say that will shock me about my mom.”That proved untrue. While Sandy knew her mom often strayed in her marriage [she slept with at least two of Sandy’s boyfriends that she knows of], she had no clue that her mom was ever a prostitute.Over the next few days, Jason and Sandy tried to get things get back to normal, but that proved hard. Not having to lie to his fiance about fucking her mom helped but ... it was hard to just ignore.It was about a week later when Jason sat. We pulled into drive way and entered the house through the garage. As we walking into the kitchen he turned and gave me a hug. I was a little uncomfortable with hugging him. Maybe it was because he was much older and a little fatherly in appearance. But his cock picture was what I was looking so I continued on think it's only one time. We sat in the living room on his couch. We put on some old gay porn he had, nothing that interested me btw. He unbuttoned his pants and started to rub his cock.. It was during our first slow dance as I held her firm body against mine that I felt a familiar stirring in my groin. An erection was on its way and I hoped that she was so lost in the music that she didn't feel it pressing against her satin gown. The song ended and we returned to the bar."It seems that your shooting iron is ready for action," she said softly as they walked back to the bar.I apologized and she smiled as she held my hand tighter as they walked."What's up there?" she asked.