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Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow. "Mom, you're being a little too friendly, don't you think?" he teased.

"Thanks, Mrs. J," I stammered.

As I walked into the backyard, I couldn't help but notice Mrs. Johnson. She was...different. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright smile sparkled in the sunlight. She was wearing a fitted white tank top and a pair of distressed denim shorts, which seemed to accentuate her curves. my friends hot mom naughty extra quality

Mrs. Johnson overheard our conversation and playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, I think I can handle a little admiration," she said with a wink. Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow

As I left the barbecue, Alex leaned in and whispered, "Dude, my mom can be a little...extra sometimes. But hey, she's still my mom, right?" J," I stammered

Alex noticed me staring and chuckled. "Hey, man, you're checking out my mom, aren't you?" he teased.