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Daron crushed his can of beer with an amused smirk as the birthday boy struggled to even hold onto his. Kyle was having more than a little trouble staying in his lawn chair as well.“Last man standing, huh?”Daron turned to see Kyle’s blonde mom standing in the sliding glass door and shaking her head. She was the cool Mom who let them have drinking parties and kept the other parents from finding out about it. Daron nodded, and tried not to look at her boobs, which wasn’t easy. They were huge, and the blue top she was wearing only seemed to emphasize them. The rest of her wasn’t bad either. She had nice legs, which her shorts showed off to good effect. She was over forty, but Dotty was still hot. A genuine Milf.“I suppose I should put him to bed,” Dotty said. “I should really let him pass out in the chair and wake up in the morning soaked with dew.”“What Mom?” Kyle slurred.Dotty chuckled and looked at Daron. “Mind giving me a hand? I’ve had one too many glasses of wine myself, but between the two of us, we should be able to toss him in bed.”“Sure,” Daron replied as he rose from his chair. He felt a little light headed, but he’d certainly fared better than all his friends – most of whom were already passed out inside.Between the two of them, they managed to get Kyle out of the chair and hold him upright enough to put him to bed.Once they negotiated the sprawl of bodies scattered in the room, Dotty closed the door and asked, “Do you want a blanket and pillow for the couch? Since you’re conscious, you may as well get a decent night’s sleep.”“I’m not really tired yet,” he said.“Well, I’ll grab that blanket and pillow. Whenever you’re ready, the couch is all yours. It’s actually comfortable. I fall asleep watching television on it all the time. If you want, you can go to the den and watch the television there. If you close the door, it shouldn’t disturb anyone.”“Maybe,” Daron said and shrugged.“Well, if I don’t see you again, goodnight.”“Night.”Daron headed toward the back door to retrieve his phone, but he glanced over his shoulder as Dotty walked down the hall the opposite way. Her ass looked mighty fine in her shorts as well.His initial thought was to sit out back by the firepit and have another beer, but a chill wind had kicked up. It hit him like an icy hammer when he opened Ankara bayan escort the sliding glass door. Shivering, he quickly grabbed his phone and one of the final few beers from the cooler.Once inside and out of the biting wind, he decided to go to the den as Kyle’s mom had suggested. He didn’t plan on watching television, but drinking a beer in the front room felt risky.Daron settled into a recliner, cracked his beer, and scrolled on his phone. It was late enough that there was virtually nothing of interest happening. After only a few minutes, he turned it off and located an outlet to plug it in. He briefly contemplated seeing if there was anything on television, but decided to finish his beer and see if he could go to sleep.When only a swallow or two remained, he noticed what looked like a photo album sitting on the table. Thinking he might be able to find some embarrassing childhood photos to tease Kyle with, he got up, grabbed it, and settled back into his chair.He nearly spit out his last drink of beer when he cracked the photo album open. He was staring at a big glossy photo of Kyle’s mom with her huge tits wrapped around a stripper pole. The picture on the opposite page was of her hanging upside down from the pole by her legs with her tits practically resting on her chin.Obviously, the pictures were old. Her hairstyle screamed it, as did her youthful, unlined face, and thin toned body. He guessed that she wasn’t much older than Kyle when they were taken.God damn, he thought as he flipped through the pages. She was doing every stripper pose he could imagine – all topless. There were at least a dozen of the big glossy shots. When he turned past those, he got another shock.The photos were smaller, but they were completely nude, showing off the curly landing strip between her legs. Mixed in with the stripper poses were some even more raunchy shots of her spreading her pussy lips and pinching her nipples.He had to reach down and adjust his throbbing erection.It only got better from there. There were pictures of her with her fingers buried in her pussy. A couple showed her sucking her own nipples. There were photos of her fucking herself with a dildo, and even one where she had a dildo in her ass.“Damn, you were a slut, Escort bayan Ankara Dotty,” he whispered to himself while giving his dick another squeeze.“Yeah, the good old days.”He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard her voice emerging from behind him. He yanked his hand away from his crotch, slammed the book shut, and looked back to see her standing behind the recliner, looking over his shoulder.“Relax. You’re not in trouble,” she said as she walked around the front of the chair. “Those are some publicity shots for the strip club I worked at and some I sent in to various skin mags for the girl next door pages.” She glanced down at the bulge in his shorts, grinned, and then looked him straight in the eye when she said, “I guess you like them.”It was an interesting and unexpected development, to say the least. With the shock of being caught slowly fading away, he had to wonder where she was going with it.“They’re great,” he responded, which caused her to chuckle.“I won a competition for my pole skills when I was stripping. Here, look,” she said.Dotty bent down and reached for the album, giving him a perfect look into her cleavage through the neckline of her top. She opened the book in his lap, and the cover lifted on one side when his erection throbbed. Just past the raunchy photos there was a certificate declaring her the tri-state Mistress of the Pole, and a photo of her posing with a plaque that said the same.Naturally, she was hanging from a brass stripper pole with her tits out in the photo.“Like I said – the good old days. Back when I was actually flexible and the girls here weren’t sagging to my knees.” Dotty cupped her breasts in her hands as she said it.What the hell, he thought. She was teasing, so he may as well play along. “They don’t look that saggy to me.”“Flatterer. But thank you. Believe me, if I took this bra off, you’d be singing a different tune.”“I don’t know about that,” Daron said, and offered her a smile.“Be careful, or I might just prove it to you.”“Guess you’re going to have to,” he said.She let out a quiet laugh, and he assumed that was where the tease was going to end, but he was wrong.“I warned you,” she said as she reached for the buttons of her top.His eyes widening, Daron watched in disbelief Bayan escort Ankara as she popped open buttons. A moment of panic hit him when the unwelcome thought sprang to mind of his friends – including Kyle – passed out on the other side of the house. He glanced toward the door.Dotty’s voice drew his attention back to her when she said, “I locked the door when I came in, and they’re dead to the world anyway.”The parting buttons revealed the valley of her cleavage, and then a bra nearly the same shade of blue as her top. Her stomach wasn’t exactly trim, and had some stretch marks, but he barely noticed that in light of her big nipples poking at the material of her bra.“Last chance to look away,” she said as she reached for the front clasp of her bra.“Not a chance,” Daron said – his grin turning lusty.Dotty let out a purring moan, and with a twist of her fingers, released the clasp, and her mammoth tits.Daron drank them in as she pushed the cups to the side to give him an unobstructed view. While gravity had indeed taken its toll, they were merely pendulous, rather than looking like cantaloupes in a sock. She hefted the globes in her hands, squeezed them together, and teased her stiff nipples with her middle fingers.“Well, you’re not screaming in terror yet,” she said while jiggling her breasts. “What do you think?”“I think I need a closer look.”Dotty took a step forward, so she was standing with her legs against his. She squeezed the soft globes even tighter together, and lifted her eyebrows.“Closer,” he said.She released her heavy breasts, leaned forward, planted her hands on the armrests, and stuck her tits right in his face.“Close enough?” she asked.Throwing caution to the wind, he filled his palms with her tits and said, “Yep.” A moment later, he sucked her left nipple between his lips.She shuddered and moaned from his touch. Daron sucked the stiff nub, and teased it with the tip of his tongue. Heavy breaths stirred his hair as she let out deep – but quiet – whimpers.Dotty gasped when he sucked hard, pulling her areola between his lips as well. He let it go in anticipation of switching to its twin, but she had other ideas. She pushed the album out of his lap, and it landed with a thump on the floor in front of the chair.“Can I see?” she asked in a husky whisper while pressing down on his throbbing erection with the palm of her hand.“Yeah.”She quickly straightened, and then dropped to her knees in front of him. She wasted no time in slipping her fingers beneath the waistband of his shorts to tug them down. Her eyes lit up and she gasped again as she revealed his cock.
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