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I had not been home in a year. My parents got divorced, so I wanted to go back to spend some time with the family. I was given thirty days? leave and went home.*I went to see my mother and brothers. While visiting, my mother mentioned she wanted to go dancing. I told her I would be glad to take her. She said that would be nice.After a few hours, my mother left, saying, *quot;I would get ready; we could go in an hour.*quot; She lived in an apartment attached to my brother?s house.I wanted to get her alone.When she was ready, she came over to get me. I said my goodbyes, opened the car door for my mother, and told her how great she looked. She wore a floral dress that showed her nicely shaped breast, nice waistline, and tiny round ass. She did not show any cleavage, but I had a good memory.*quot;Where do you want to go?*quot; I asked.*quot;I have been going to the dine and dance in Putnam. You will have to be good,*quot; she said. *quot;I have friends that go there.*quot; She placed her hand on my leg as I drove.*quot;I don?t want to be good; I want to hold you tight, kiss your neck, and whisper dirty things in your ear.*quot;*quot;Remember, you are my son and lover, not my husband.*quot;The more she called me her son, the hornier I got.*quot;I want people to think we are lovers,*quot; I said.*quot;Many of my friends know you are my son; you might even know a few. Be good, and I will reward you later.*quot;We got to the club; I did not recognize anyone. My mother introduced me to a married couple whom we sat with. I noticed she did not introduce Ankara escort me as her son.Jan, the wife, jokingly said,*quot; Is he your boy toy?*quot; We all laughed.*quot;You never know,*quot; my mother said.We had a few drinks and listened to the DJ. The first waltz played, and I asked my mother to dance. We walked onto the dance floor. My mother grabbed my hand and put her other hand around my waist. I did likewise. Halfway through the dance, I got hard, dropped my hand holding hers, and put it around her waist, pulling her close to me.*quot;Harvey, you're hard,*quot; she whispered.*quot;You make me that way; I can?t help it,*quot; I replied.*quot;Think of something else,*quot; she said. *quot;It would help if you didn?t hold me like this; people will talk.*quot;*quot;Let them talk. I am not embarrassed. I am with a beautiful woman, and I see guys drooling.*quot;She took a hand and gently slapped my shoulder. *quot;Stop it,*quot; she said, *quot;behave.*quot;*quot;Ok, mom.*quot;The dance ended, and we walked back to the table. Her friend asked me to dance in the next waltz, and her husband asked my mother.*quot;So, where did you meet Theresa?*quot; asked Jan.*quot;Oh, I met her at a dance,*quot; I said.*quot;So, you like older women?*quot; She replied.*quot;I think older women are sexy.*quot;I noticed she got a little closer. She was a pretty woman, about my mother?s age. She had larger breasts than my mother and showed more cleavage. She looked into my blue eyes with her big green eyes. She moved closer until her nipples were touching my chest.*quot;Do you think Ankara escort bayan I am sexy?*quot; She whispered.*quot;I noticed you looking at my cleavage. Do you like what you see?*quot; She whispered again. *quot;I don?t mind if you look. If I did not know better, I would say you are related since you look so much alike. I hope I am wrong, but I know how you could keep my mouth shut if I am not.*quot; The dance ended, and she smiled at me as we walked back to the table.**quot;Did she flirt with you?*quot; Her husband asked, *quot;she is a big flirt.*quot;*quot;Well, he is mine,*quot; said my mother.We stayed for one more waltz, and as my mother and I were dancing, she told me to kiss her on the neck.*quot;Really?*quot; I was surprised. I kissed her on the neck.She whispered in my ear, *quot;I want you to take me home and make love to me. I want to feel you inside me. I want them to think we are lovers.*quot;My mom surprised me, but it also excited me. I was hoping this dance would last longer; I was hard again. It felt strange walking back to the table with my pants bulging from my very hard cock. I know the other couple would notice; they did.*quot;I guess you two lovebirds will leave; I would leave if I were with Harvey,*quot; the wife blurted out.*quot;Enjoy your night,*quot; the husband said.*quot;I hope to see you next week and bring Harvey with you,*quot; said the wife.I could not wait to get my mother home. I could have taken her right there in the car; I was so horny. I gave her a very passionate, wet kiss.*quot;That Escort Ankara was nice, son,*quot; my mother responded. *quot;Your brother should be in bed when we get home. Can you spend the night?*quot; My mother grabbed my leg again, but just slightly higher than before. She let her fingers slide over the head of my bulging cock.*quot;Yes,*quot; I said.All the way home, I could imagine our bodies joined together. If I stayed the night, I could fuck her more than once. I knew my mother was horny when she pulled her dress up to her waist. She started pleasuring herself. She would rub her clit, then place a couple of fingers inside of her and, with the juices on her fingers.*quot;You don't mind, do you, hon? I am so horny thinking about what you will do to me. I would give you a blow job, son, but we could have an accident if I do.*quot;*quot;Mom, when we get home, I will fuck your brains out. You are driving me crazy watching you play with yourself.*quot;We got to the house. The porch light was the only light on; everyone was in bed. We went into my mother?s apartment. I grabbed her by the hand and spun her around, facing me. We looked at each other for a moment. My mother moved her body against mine. I could feel her puffy nipples against my chest. She kissed my neck and gently pulled on my ear. I kissed her neck, cheek, eyes, and nose and landed on her lips. She opened her mouth to my tongue, allowing my tongue to explore her mouth.I could not get enough of this woman, my lover, my mother. I wanted her so badly but also wanted this night to last.Grabbing my hand, she led me to her bedroom. She moved away from me and then turned toward me. She dropped her dress to the floor. She looked amazing. I could see that her underwear was already wet. Her nipples were pushing against the material of her bra.