”By the time the curtains closed and I made it off the stage into the dressing room, everyone was gone except Sherry, Marlene, Larieta, Wanda, and B...etty Wardell.I looked at Betty and she’s already smiling at me like she may know what’s about to happen. I looked at Wanda as she reached out to take my hand.“Jerry, this is my Mom, Betty Wardell. She’s been dying to meet you, and I wanted to be with her when she did. Please, Please - give my Mom a hug and let her know how much you already love. Very Irish looking. She was somewat full figured, not fat, but slightly chubby. No beauty queen, not playboy material, but wholesome, like the girl next door. I know she had kids, but didn't know thier ages. I knew there was a infant though. She almost always wore t-shirts or tank tops to the bar, tight blue jeans and black engineer boots. Her rack was hard not to miss, even in the baggy shirts she usually wore. When she did wear a tight tank top or tube top, especially this white one that was. "Hey come on, if you want to join us feel free!" I said and after another second she moved onto the sofa the other side of me, and then reached out to touch my cock.Her long painted fingers wrapped around my lower shaft and as Veronica continued to suck my cockhead Eve began tugging my shaft, while Bridget continued to feed me her tits.I then reached over and began fondling Eve's nice round ass through her knee length skirt and as I did she lifted her ass a bit and my hand slipped beneath her. After few days, the kisses on my cheeks moved to my lips. Whenever he visited, my nipples used to harden.After few weeks of daily hugs and kisses, when I saw him again, he asked me for something more than a kiss.“Anamika, do you like me?”“Yes.”“How much?”“So much.”“So, if I ask you something, will you allow?”“What?” I asked.“Can I touch your boobs?”I was shocked. I moved my head to the sides, saying no. He smiled and came near me and hugged me. His chest was rubbing mine. I felt my small.