I am baby, she replied and used one of her hands to push my head back towards her crotch. I picked up where I left off sucking her pussys lips into my...mouth. I nibble ever so slightly and I could her moans getting louder. She spread her thighs as far as they could go without moving her foot off the pedal. It was a pretty decent amount but still wasnt enough to get my entire face into her pussy. This meant that I could only focus on her clit. I knew my wife wouldnt complain, she loved it when. “You know what this makes your mother, don’t you?” she asked.He shook his head. “I just know you like my cock, Mom!”“It makes my mouth your toilet, Jerry,” she murmured. “You piss in the toilet, don’t you? Well, if you piss in my mouth, then my mouth becomes your toilet.”“Yeah!” he said with excitement.“This just might be fun,” Debra purred, opening her mouth wide.Jerry’s cock was about a foot away from her face. She watched his prick body, her mouth wide and her tongue out, waiting. Jerry. She was out in the parking lot giving one guy his second one of the night when a rather well dressed, middle aged man came up and sat down at the table. He introduced himself as the owner of the Hidden Place and asked me just what I was doing."I run an honest place and I will not have hookers working out of here." That's nice to hear, but you have nothing to worry about. BJ isn't charging a cent for what she's doing. For her it is a labor of love. You can ask any of the men she has gone out to. ..how right it is.Some time went by before I actually started dressing. I can still rememberthe breathless thrill of packages arriving, the first time I walked inheels, the first time I shaved my legs, my first attempts at make-up. Butstill, I never had any desire to meet. Sure, as a fantasy, but not forreal. I'd be too scared, too self-conscious to ever actually go throughwith it. Too scared of where it might eventually lead once I did genuinelysub to another. My fantasies were dark...being.