She was waiting for me in the kitchen. She wasn't smiling. Hec, you can't allow those women do this, she said. But, Mom, they certainly were just dancing. They were not merely dance, Hector. These were also blinking you boys. I don't need that happening in my own house. But, Mom. My mother disrupted me. No, but mothers, she claimed in a tone indicating she was near to being angry. I won't contain it, young man! Conceding destroy, I replied, Sure, Mom. I do believe you need to deliver your friends house now. Mom turned and went out, causing me with no probable response except to look at her wriggling ass. As previously mentioned, I am a tits and butt man. That is one hot momma! he explained going her out. That person describes MILF, claimed another. Holy fuck, people, that is my mother! Everyone viewed one another in various degrees of embarrassment before scuttling away. Strolling as if she were on a model's runway, Mum got up to me. My eyes exposed b