“We can’t. “My stripper Mom. Nichole sat up and gaped at Jason in surprise as he came in and shut the door behind him. He didn’t see his mother anywhere but Rachel was hanging out on the couch, watching television and looking miserable. Unfortunately, his fascination with her breasts was just making things harder for him, and his mother wasn’t as easy to get off as his aunt. open. “That’s it! To hear it coming from his own mother was an unexpected thrill, and Nichole actually sounded desperate, like she was about midway between rapture and agony as she ground herself against him. Now he just had to figure out how. That sounds sexy.”
“Good Lord, is that what time it is?” Nichole chuckled as she looked at the clock on her nightstand. “But only if you promise to give me a rematch.”
“Your wish is my command,” Jason chuckled as he kissed the nape of her neck.