After Chris properly tipped the man, he headed inside and went straight for his mother. She was still in her dress, and then when the door closed behind them, she was off her feet in his arms in a matter of seconds.
Chris swung her around and maneuvered her so that her legs found their way locked around his waist. Their lips met in a fiery passion that neither of them had ever felt.
Still holding her, he made his way to the bed and began to take the beautiful dress off his mother. He was trying to be careful as his mother looked fabulous in it and he wanted to see her in it again. His lust and wanting of his mother kept getting in the way of him being all that carful though.
Faith didn't care if he cut the dress off with a butter knife. She wanted it off and wanted him undressed too, in
