I stood back up and turned to face them, cupping both breasts and offering them up to the photographers. I squatted down and spread my legs wide, I ho...ed my pussy looked nice for them, one of the other jobs they said I had a nasty looking cunt and Paul wouldn’t pay me for the job. “Spread your lips.” One of them called, and obligingly I spread my lips with my fingers. “Pinch your nipple.” I did as commanded.“Spread your lips with both hands.”I did as they wished pulling the delicate lips as far. The boy had a thing for sloppy used pussy. Just like his dad.Mr. Man in Charge stepped in then. “I don’t have a problem with you hitting your mom’s pussy for a bit son but I actually had something else in mind.” Looking around at me he asked : How do you feel about taking it up the ass? I was thinking about a little more cock sucking, maybe some spit roast, and then get them to take you in the ass and pussy at the same time. What do you think about that?”“Well over the years I’ve already had. This was it, decision time. There was no going back now. Her pussy was dripping wet as she rubbed it on his desk, one way or another this tension was going to come to a head. She wanted him, he wanted her. How would he react? Would lust override his professionalism? Her heart was pounding in her chest, her mouth was bone dry and her throat crackled with adrenaline. After leaving her inviting hand hanging momentarily, finally he took it. She gave the slightest pull towards her and he took. Sometimes I would see cars pull up and men get out, only to leave after a while. I was working up the courage to ask for a turn. She looked up smiled. Was she smiling at me? Did she see me? She tied her top on and walked over my way. I lost her under the eaves of the house, and then the doorbell rang. My cock shrank and I felt my face flush as I made my way downstairs. I could see her outline through the frosted glass. I tried to calm down and straightened my pants crotch, willing my cock to.