Now, the pictures of the girls, sorry, the ladies were all a bit provocative in a soft-porn kind of way, but there was a disclaimer to the effect that...no way did this mean that these ladies would offer anything other than their time and company. I guess there must be laws against pimping.I tried to weigh up the pros and cons of doing that kind of work, but decided in the end it might make more sense to go and see them. The site said they were recruiting “ladies” and gave a number to text. . At first she seemed uncomfortable with my advances but quickly decided that I wasn’t about to let Dad catch me and spoil a good thing. She was wearing tight blue jeans but I could feel her warm pussy against my hand. The best part was that she was wearing a loose T-shirt and no bra. I could not believe how soft her tits were. They hung halfway to her belly button. She had long nipples too and I pulled on them as if I were milking a cow.I offered to help her with the dishes but she told me to go. What kind of troglodytes keep family members from comforting each other at a time like this?"She was in tears from the excitement, fear, and uncertainty, so I took Winnie's advice and kissed her with all my heart. Colleen froze for a second, then gobbled my tongue and gave me the kissing of my life.I felt her heart rate slow, while her respirations increased. She felt Mr. Johnson and giggled around my lips. When we were done, Colleen looked past me and said, "I think we have an audience.Winnie. To taste you... To lick you... To finger you... To feel your juices gushing out of your vagina onto my fingers mom... In my mouth... Around my cock... Around my cock mom... Your son's hard cock... To feel my hard cock plunging into your hole... Your hole mom... Your cunt... Your tight, wet cunt..." Oh God yesssss... Yes son, yes... That's it... Suck mommy's pussy baby... Bite my clit... Suck your mother's clit... Eat me son... Eat your mother's pussy... Make your horny mother cum... Oh God....