She was looking forward to me in the kitchen. She was not smiling. Hec, you can not let these women do this, she said. But, Mother, they were only dancing. These were not only dance, Hector. They were also sporting you boys. I don't need that occurring in my own house. But, Mom. My mother disturbed me. Number, but parents, she said in a tone indicating she was near being angry. I will not own it, son! Conceding beat, I replied, Sure, Mom. I think you ought to deliver your friends home now. Mother turned and stepped out, making me with no probable reaction except to look at her wriggling ass. As previously mentioned, I'm a tits and butt man. My mom had both and my ecent discovery of Mother as an attractive person meant I usually respected her in a bikini. In the same way she was planning to keep the space, she made abruptly, catching me dmiring her ass. Send them home now, Hector, she demanded. Raising my eyes to generally meet her look, I saw a twinkle in her eye and a laugh,...