Mom s Dirty Dancing
When I got home late Saturday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I said to her "Geez, Mom I'm 25 years old now, you don't have to wait up for me." "I know, son," she said. "I went to bed, but I had trouble sleeping. I couldn't relax" Judging from the half empty bottle of scotch in front of her, she was probably good and relaxed now. Mom looked sexy sitting there in her Chinese silk pajamas. The fabric was thin and as she stood up her large breasts swayed, causing the...