We were a some guys house, a guy we met at the beach and had offered shelter till we could find a place to stay.. it was dark.. and hot.. and my mothe... could not fight it anymore.. and fell asleep, i was listenin to music on her laptop and i had noticed shed gone to sleep, i was.. just waiting for her to got to complete sleep cause i was horny and i wante to touch here even more.. soas i noticed she began snoring.. i set the laptop aside.. and i plunged right into her breasts.. a bra to deal. In the ground floor car park under the store my teenage son was waitingwhere I'd left him, slumped in the passenger seat of our BMW, the Timesweekend supplement so close to his face he heard me rather than saw meget in. "You took your time." Shut up."I started the engine.My whore was near the edge of the car park, one bag of shoppingdangling from each hand. I pulled out and followed from a discretedistance. Still buried in the paper, my son didn't even notice.2Life at home was dreadfully dull.. She was now becoming an object of desire and fantasy, a toy for fulfilling the sexual fantasies of these horny guys and their wives. The women were all saying she must be the kind that likes to be the center of action or she just came here for a good time, else why would she be, playing a long. That’s when one of the wives said guys maybe we could use some of that action and she got up on the table (This is Jason’s wife Barb) danced a little and removed her top, to show her very nice size b-cup. While it had been an interesting experience, it wasn't one she really cared to repeat. The other girl, an arts major whose name she remembered as Mimi something, had indeed left her with the most incredible oral orgasm she'd ever had. But when it had come time to reciprocate, Julie had done so dutifully but without any real enjoyment. The bottom line she realized afterwards, that for her is was all about a hard cock.Thankfully, Dina took her at her word and let the matter drop. Julie hadn't.