Wouldn't it be great if I could make their dreams come true?" Boy, I'll say," said Sally, rubbing her hands together. "Just think of the money I could...make." Me too," said Lisa, smiling. "Because once the word got around that my customer could get fucked while they're waiting to get their hair done, I'd soon have more customers than I could handle." Yeah, I could bring several dogs here every morning. And we'll put them in the back room where your customers can fuck them in privacy. Then I'll. It was summer, I had just finished my sophomore year in high school and my mom rented a small cottage on a lake not too far from where we lived. The owner was someone she knew from work, she works at a bank, and she said that it would be a nice change of pace for us that was fairly inexpensive.My mom and I live in a small house together, my father long ago left and they were divorced years ago. I try to help out around the house, sometimes starting our supper if she's left me a note on what. Seeing his innocent face, her expression softened a bit and she let herself relax again, smiling almost tenderly. "Darling, I...I'm your mother, I...I don't think I should do that." She spoke softly as she kissed his cheek, reaching down to pull the sheet back to cover his hard young cock. Mark was disappointed and now feeling bad for asking, and it was obvious he felt that way. "I'm sorry mum, but...you said you would do anything for me. I thought it was okay, I'm sorry."Looking into her son's. It was a callcenter, a part time job which we both combined with high school. An informal company, famous for their Friday end of the day parties. Susan, at that time I think 17, was one of the most popular girls there. And she knew she was too. But instead of being an arrogant bitch, she stayed down to earth and really good company. Still, she was hot! Since then, 8 years passed. We both left the callcenter years ago and we lost contact. I meet her from time to time, at festivals or other.