The MILF Club
Friday nights were a bash for me. My mother always had her friends over for some club meet they had every week. My mother wanted me out of the house every time they came, so I hit the town every Friday, enjoying myself, with no protective parents back home texting me every ten seconds.
Friday night had finally come, and I was ready to go clubbing with my girlfriend, Evie. As I was walking downstairs, my mother was sitting in the living room with her friends.
“Ma, I’m going out. See you later.” I said, trying to get out as quickly as possible.
“No, Shawn, wait up!” My mother called out. I sighed, what now? I walked into the living room, seeing my mom and all her friends around in a circle. I swear, this bunch were definitely full-on MILF’s by the way they dressed.
“What’s up?” I asked. She stood up and walked over to me. The rest of the women started standing up as well.
“Why don’t you stay with us tonight? We’ve go
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