Slow DanceChapter 6
Nikki looked up into her son’s eyes as she slid her hand down to his crotch and cupped her hand over his bulge, which caused him to groan in pleasure. Groan turned to moan when she rubbed gently back and forth. “You’re right, David. That does feel really hard. My, oh my.” They kissed more passionately as Nikki one-handed his belt buckle, the clasp of his pants, then his zipper. “Mom, one handed? You have skills. You’ve done this before, I think.” “Yes. I’m a slut, whore, pervert,...