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My son was already in the seat. I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs. It rode up high. My son was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I closed the car door. I was glad I was wearing this dress. I could feel the back of my bare legs on my son's bare legs. "How are you doing?" I asked my son."Fine, mom, you really don't weigh anything. No problem."I looked over the TV at my husband. "Do you have enough room to drive?" I asked him."Sure," he answered. I could only see his head. "Can you even see me?" I laughed. "Only your head, dear." Are you comfortable?"I wiggled around on my son's lap. "Yea, I don't mind this at all."I turned on the radio. As I was listening to the music. I started to feel something hard. I reposition my ass, but it didn't go away. I also noticed my son got quiet. "It wasn't there when I first sat down." I thought to myself. Then I realized what I was feeling. My son was getting a hard on. I. Starting to feel a bit lightheaded from the alcohol, I decided to go outside for a while to cool off and get some fresh air. Outside it was very cold and snowing heavily. I started walking down the main street and took a right turn for no reason at all. I was standing still in front of a big building which had flashy sings promoting the beautiful girls inside. Never before I went inside of such a bar / club but the cold and snow drove me towards the doorman. The big man greeted me friendly and opened the door for me. Inside I had to leave my coat with the wardrobe lady, before I was allowed inside with my heart racing. There were just a handful of men inside and lots of nice looking girls who were wearing as little as possible. A bored looking girl was dancing alone on the small dance floor, occasionally using the dance pole. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. Surprisingly the beer was just a dollar above regular price. Within minutes two nice girls approached me. Having.
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Jesse’s hand was inside her jacket and was stroking her torso, being careful not to be too aggressive. He gradually moved his hand so that it made contact with the side of her breast. She didn’t react. In fact, he heard a small moan as they continued their kisses. He was reminding himself not to push his luck too far when Kirsten took his hand and placed it fully on her breast.He could feel the nipple was extended through the thin, soft material of her bra. He gently used the palm of his hand to rub slowly across it, producing more audible moans. His erection threatened to burst it was so hard. He had certainly experienced this kind of petting in the past ... particularly with Juliet, but it was beyond what he expected with Kirsten. Now, where would she allow him to go from here?Kirsten was completely absorbed in Jesse’s fondling. It felt so good and her arousal was continuing. She couldn’t remember being quite so stimulated as she was at that moment. In her mind, she had thrown.

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