We should know more tomorrow when we talk to them. If we take the job they will have a pool party and take us to dinner. They are sending you girls’...bathing suits and dresses for the festivities. I know you have a thousand questions, but we don’t know any more than what we have told you. We will tell you as soon as we know more.”Both girls mouth moved a mile a minute trying to get more details, but there weren’t any. Evan hadn’t said a word. He had never looked up from his mother’s pussy, and. Hard.She froze as I pressed her against the stall wall, my lips working on hers. She trembled like a deer, whimpering, frightened of the desires bursting inside of her. Desires that she needed to embrace. She could be a slut without any shame. Americans reveled in it. They celebrated it. She wouldn’t disappoint her parents. Men would still even marry her used body, just accepting that their women were whores while younger.My tongue pressed on her lips. I wiggled past, brushing the braces on her. I could tell this was truly appreciated, not only by the sounds Mom made but also because she stretched her pelvis back so more of her pussy, especially the front, could scrape along my leg. It was after one particularly loving moan in response to a long grind and rub that I decided to hell with it and slipped my hands down from her tits to undo the belt and pull her skirt apart. I pulled it out to the right side and let it drop to the carpet. Mom was completely naked before me. I grasped her. Talk to you later. Have a good day."She smiled as she sent the note through the shredder. It would be lovely to have Tom for a friend. She would never have to be embarrassed to tell him anything. He was a genuinely nice guy. Karen began to feel good about the day and dug into the workload eagerly. She was ahead for once, when lunch-time came. Tom came by and asked her if she had plans for lunch. She apologized and said she did."But ask me again," she said, with a smile."Next time," he agreed,.