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Eventually she put away her cosmetics and stood up, moving behind Ryan as she walked over to the closet. Ryan could hear the door opening and the scrape of hangars along the rail as she decided what she’d be wearing tonight, which would need to be different from what she was wearing tomorrow and the morning after the wedding. “What do you think of this dress?” she asked and Ryan had no choice but to turn around to look. She was still in her towel, but was holding a black dress over her body. It was one Ryan recognised, she often wore it when she was going out to a bar with girlfriends as a singleton. It wasn’t hard to see why, as it was both short and low cut. “Think it’ll do for tonight?”“I don’t know,” he replied, not sounding too sure, “What do you think?”She laughed, “You’re supposed to be my boyfriend for the weekend, get of

But it was too late as she continued, “I have. In my senior year I fucked both Megan and Claire, and the bride, and Sally, the fake blonde who has put on weight, she used to be really slender and up for anything. One time me and Sally had a foursome with a couple of cheerleaders from another school, I’ve never done anything like that again. I did a few more women in college and a couple more since. You remember Mrs Baynes, the hot divorcee who lived down the street when you were ten? I had a short fling with her, she was adventurous, whew, she was something.” She stopped by their door still giggling and ignoring the fact that Ryan was blushing a deep red as he fished for his key, “Nothing too serious though baby, I prefer cock.”He opened the door and she skipped in, “What a night, that was great.”Following her in Ryan switched on the lights and was about to say something

He heard giggling from Megan and Claire, followed by the unmistakeable sound of heavy making out. His Mom tittered beside him, “You two are insatiable.”“When you’ve a hot vixen beside you what else are you going to do?” Megan had evidently disengaged herself so as to reply to Brandi, though only for a moment, as the kissing quickly resumed.Ryan lowered his head, blushing slightly as the two older women kissed passionately just feet away from him, their hands moving over each other’s naked breasts. He turned to his Mom who was sitting contentedly casually watching her old friends make out. “Should we leave them?” he leaned forward to murmur in his ear.His Mom shook her head, “I’ve seen them do more than this before, it doesn’t bother me, it’s kinda hot even, don’t you think?”If

Suddenly Ryan realised what was going on. He pulled his head back violently, breaking apart her hands and breathing heavily. He looked around, terrified that everyone would be looking at him and realising that it was his Mom he was with, not a lover. But everyone was ignoring them, too intent on their own enjoyment. He turned back to his Mom, she was grinning, not worried about how far he’d gone. She reached round his waist and pulled him in again, “Relax and enjoy it.”“Enjoy what?” he asked.“This,” she replied and planted her mouth on his again. He knew it was wrong to respond the way he did, but he couldn’t help it -- his mouth opening and his tongue probing forward to meet hers. This time he didn’t break away once he realised, but carried on enjoying the taste and smell and touch of his Mom, no matter how taboo it was. His Mom was equally enthusiastic, her

In reply she sashayed over to him, her breasts jiggling as she swayed her hips and bent down over him, kissing him deeply. Ryan returned it with equal passion embracing her closely and pulling her onto him, lifting her off the ground so that as he lay back on the bed, she was on top of him. For a second they continued like that, before she rolled over and further up, turning onto her back and stroking her pussy. He followed her, grinning with pleasure as he climbed onto her, his large cock rubbing against her upper thigh just inches from her pussy. His mouth was on his Mom’s, kissing her open-mouthed, their tongues twisting and twirling around in a dance of passion. He moved his hand to her pussy, stroking it again, sliding his fingers over the lips and between the labia.He didn’t ask for permission to slide them in, but there was no evidence his Mom was objecting. Instead she kissed him even harder, her own fingers gripping a