We are at your cousin’s wedding. Her bridesmaids are all so pretty, but you are so shy. You want to ask one of them to dance, but you do not have the courage. Plus, they all seem to be paired up with boyfriends or new guys. Weddings are a great place to meet someone for a hook-up.
You watch everyone else having fun. You sit back down next to your Mommy Morgan. I put my hand on your thigh. Ask you if you are having a good time. You are rude and complain about being bored. You whine about wanting to go home soon. Just then, a very tall, handsome man comes up and asks me to dance. You watch me accept, and take his hand. He whisks me onto the dance floor. You see his eyes looking down at Mommy’s ample breasts and his hand holds me firmly on the small of my back. I smile and laugh. You are mad and jealous!
I can see you sitting alone at the table with a frown. At the end of the song, I politely depart the dance floor and return to our table. I ask if you would like to get some cake and something to drink. I giggle that since it is a special night that you can have a sip of champagne.
As we are walking, all your pent up emotions bubble to the surface. Mommy is flattered that you are so jealous and I hug you to remind that you I love you. You are my whole world. I reassure you that you are my special man. I keep hugging and don’t let go until I feel something through my dress. You are becoming aroused. It is quite evident. You have a very large erection and it is impossible to hide in your trousers.
No worries, Mommy will take you to a special place and milk you with my loving hands and lips.
With All My Love,
Mommy Morgan
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