“Yes, Bernadette.”“And this is what you do? Bend over for any student who wants to fuck you?”I can tell all this dirty talk is making her craz... with lust. She pushes her thumb in farther when I hesitate to answer.“Unnngh,” I moan. “Yes, Bernadette. I bend over for any student who wants to fuck me.”“There's a word for that, you know.”“I know. I'm a whore, and that's all I want to be.”“I know you're a whore,” she says, then slaps my ass, hard, like she's punishing me for telling her something she. Then she brightened and added, “But I will be your mistress, though. And I’ll help you find a woman who’s truly right for you. But, Doug, I will not marry you without your grandfather’s permission. I cannot.”Looking into his eyes to try to make him understand she said, “Darling, I’m an orphan. Perhaps because of that, I know what it means to have no family. I will not come between you and yours!”Doug looked across at Barb and found her sadly shaking her head. Karla had just repeated what Barb. The bar was loud, and packed with wall-to-wall insurance people….agents, underwriters, brokers, company reps, potential clients, etc….all talking loud, laughing even louder, and drinking like crazy. I was amazed at the sheer number of bodies crammed into the bar area. The convention didn’t start until the following day, so this was just a chance to meet people from the industry while racking up a big bar tab.Matt got us both drinks and started introducing me to several of his industry. "I know you like them, baby, but not now," I heard Mom whisper, "this is too risky". "Isn't that the fun?" Dan whispered back. Mom giggled. "You're bad." Her moaning continued, and then she drew a sharp breath. My Mom cleaned my asshole with her finger and told me to turn. As I did, I caught a brief glimpse of her tits as Dan quickly moved her camisole down. That bastard was fondling Mom's tits when she was cleaning my ass! Mom saw my face and turned away, embarassed. She told Dan to turn.