Tony stepped in, pushing his bicycle.“Tony!” she squealed, darting for the door into the kitchen.Tony laughed as he watched his mother’s dancing... naked ass disappear through the door. He put his bicycle away, then pulled the garage door down.“You should have told me you were gonna be naked, Mother.” He grinned at her flushed face.“I guess so,” she said, calming down. “I didn’t know who was lifting the door. That scared me, honey.”“You’re sure sweating,” he observed. “Maybe I should have stayed. “I will sit at the roulette table. You stand behind me”. I nodded. It didn’t sound that exciting really. We entered and I bought $500 worth of chips. I liked having a credit card that I wouldn’t get a bill for. I gave the chips to Roscoe and did as he asked. He lost, then he won, then he lost again. Frankly I was getting bored. Then he had a big win several times and had $5,000 on the table in front of him. “One more roll” he said and turned to me. “Lisa, what number should I bet on?” I was a. My tongue attacked while my fingers dug deep. Her legs began to shake once again. I held them down so she couldn't run away. Her grip on my neck tightened. I found myself humping the bed under us, the rumpled sheets stimulating my sensitive glans. "Mmmm. Don’t stop. Please!”She squirmed and wiggled under me. I had a firm grip on her thighs and I pulled her back into me. Her whines were music to my ears. I wouldn’t stop if a war started outside. I licked and sucked and finger fucked. Her body. It was also soundproofed, as sometimes he had to sit in it for hours till late so he liked to play his guitar, something he was quite good at. In his college days he used to be in a teen band. If anyone needed him they could ring the bell to the office. He also had a single bed in there, as sometimes the weddings were too long and he didn't feel like driving home half asleep afterwards. He could still keep an eye on everything bacause he had good cctv coverage in the halls. He was working on.