Good! Now my cunt. Do my cunt. On the top. Do itfast on the clit. She is blond. She trims it. Uhmm. You are so wet. Your pussy is so wet. Dripping."Th...resa had to shut up then because her mouth was full of the Carmen's creaming slit and she felt the girl's fingers corkscrewing into her cunt. She was using her tongue again, probing deep, recognizing her husband's residue, and hoped that he was taking shots of this. Her nose was rubbing against the engorged little clit and then moaned as her legs. These guys made a living off their street cred and Lisa had no doubt they earned it.On the bright side, she got to keep her tips. On a busy night, she had no doubt she made more than most women lawyers per hour. Something else her husband didn’t know. She already had a good stash, for that rainy day.For his part, Josh was handling his mom’s new occupation quite well. Sure, she caught him more than once listening at the door. And she wasn’t too keen the first time he called her ‘Tits’. Tits was. He then placed two hands on my ass, pulled out, and told my to flip onto my back. I did as he told, and he threw my legs over his shoulders. He repositioned his cock and slid back in. Then it was game on. He placed his hand on my neck and lightly pressed down and began thrusting. My toes curled and I yelled out. The curvature of his cock and the angle he was at was making him pound into my prostate. With every thrust my cock seemed to swell more and more. He grunted and stared into my eyes,. He fumbled in a drawer and hauled out one of our cards."That's me and my dad." G3GKPZ," he mumbled. He fumbled some more and fished out his Calling Card. "I get behind on my obligations." He signed it and handed it to me. In a notebook he wrote, CQ Card to W8PSY.CQ is a code used by wireless operators, particularly those communicating in Morse code, (dash dot dash dot, C, pause, dash dash dot dash, Q.), but also by voice operators, to make a general call (called a CQ call). Transmitting the.