We got back to the close dancing as the music and free atmosphere wrapped around us like a foggy night in London. He’s a nice man. Okxxx You’ve got it, why not flaunt it?”
Mom laughed and took a big sip of beer, draining a bottle. I had recently bought an old vintage Morgan sports car cheaply at an auction, and had restored it to top condition. Mom danced around free and wild, with absolute abandon, playing with her own astonishing breasts. We kissed, and while our tongues danced slowly together I ran my hands over the opulent delights of Mom’s enormous breasts. Mom took some initiative and reversed our positions with her on top. “Now or never,” Mom said in my ear. The festival site was pretty packed when we arrived
