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  There were too many people around for anyone to really see what was going on, but that didn’t make it feel any less illicit to Mitch. It was hard for him to think straight, his mind fogging over with horniness as his friend’s mom continued to push things further in a drunken attempt to have some fun.

  He almost gasped as she reached her hand down his pants and began stroking his cock. She brought her lips close to his, letting them slide across his mouth without kissing him fully, and then let out a sexy little moan.

  “Do you like this, Zorro?” she whispered. “I could do a lot for you, if you’d be willing to join me in one of the spare bedrooms.”

  “I…I…” Mitch didn’t know what to say. Benny was his best friend, and what was happening seemed to be a complete betrayal of the trust that they shared. Pamela was still stroking him off, and the feeling of her breasts and body so close to him was so amazing.

  “Oh wow, there are a ton of people in here,” said Pamela. She was right. About a dozen had pushed into the living room since the time that they had started dancing. A group of women behind Mitch bumped him forward, and his cock ended up pushing against Pamela’s skirt, nestling itself in between her buttocks.

  “I…I don’t think we can go anywhere right now,” said Mitch. It was true, and it was the best possible outcome. The room was moving and grinding, so packed full of people it almost seemed to have a life of its own. Mitch’s cock was throbbing against his friend’s mom, and she seemed to still be delighting in teasing him and doing as much as she could to make the situation even more arousing.

  He let his hands drift back up to her tits, and Pamela let out a small satisfied sigh. Mitch was too horny to stop himself at this point, and began dry humping against her, pinching her nipples and kissing her neck as he dead.

  “Oh yeah, that’s what I want, big boy,” moaned Pamela. “Give it to me, yeah, give me everything you’ve got.”

  Mitch kept in rhythm with the music, feeling his cock pulsing with pleasure. It was as though he was trying to fuck Benny’s mom with his clothes on, and something about that tiny, almost insignificant barrier made the situation even hotter than it should have been.

  He couldn’t hold out for long, and felt his cock begin to explode in his pants right as the song ended. Pamela picked up on what had happened and seemed incredibly pleased with her actions.

  “Next time, let’s do it in a bed,” she whispered. “This is definitely that kind of party.”

  For some reason, her words delighted Mitch. He was incredibly glad that he had decided to come.

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