The hairs of my anus were being smeared, the crack of my butt was being lubricated. As I brought myself close to my climax I looked up. I was embarrassed, but trying not to let it be too obvious that I was getting turned on. DINNER, DANCING & DOING IT WITH MOM! This made us begin to dance very close as a slow waltz was played. Then my fingers slip down my trembling body to play with my throbbing clit, to bring the urgent relief I desperately needed. My orgasm burst over me like a concussion from an explosion. I was completely under my son’s command. When I told him to get his night clothes on, he claimed that he never used pajamas but slept in the nude. I wondered if he had been there the whole time. naked. The hairs of my anus were being smeared, the crack of my butt was being lubricated. I sighed that I hadn’t danced in years.
