I didn’t make a move right away but let my eyes roam the room. A lot of guys had girls with them but I couldn’t tell whether they had just met or ...came together. I was about to make my way to jam with the Jamaican dancers when I made eye contact with a man I had noticed before. His dancing blended in but his body and face were especially beautiful. He had jet black dread locks and shaved sides and had a thin yet athletic medium body build that I liked. His face caught my attention: cheek bones. My mother sat down on her bed and helped me out of my jeans. I took my shirt off and took off her shoes and pants. For the first time, I saw her in her underwear. It was just as I had imagined. Her thighs were large and rather fat, covered in cellulite. Her pubic hair had not been trimmed in months, even years. It ran up to near her naval and all along the side of her legs. My cock had never been so hard, my heart was racing. I needed to be inside that pussy. My mom then took her shirt off and. “You just going to stand there?” I smiled. She let the gown drop to the floor and stood there running her hands up and down her toned body, she was amazing. She got on the bed and crawled in between my legs, pulling my boxers down. She sat admiring my cock for a moment. “It looks even bigger than this morning!” she whispered as she wrapped a hand around my cock, slowly pulling the skin back, my head was already wet with pre-cum. She quickly leaned down and whipped her tongue around my head,. .yes can I have a coffee," I said hesitantly.A slightly disdainful look appeared on Nigel's face as he responded,"Any particular type of coffee? We do have quite a range, you know. Thisis a coffee shop." Sorry I meant a small filter coffee," I explained, feeling my facebeginning to redden with my embarrassment at my stupidity. I knew that Iwould have to be more careful and relax otherwise I might make a moreserious faux pas and be outed by someone."That's one pound eighty," Nigel announced.