”“You might be right,” Mary said knowing how Abby felt about the commune concept.Melissa looked over at Abby knowing that she needed the money t...e most of the three of them. She said, “You must be happy.”“You can say that again,” Abby said. She was currently taking care of eighty properties and was looking to add some more in the near future. She now had one rather large man working for her. He was more of a bodyguard than anything else. Out of the thirty dollars she was charging for each. Taboo.“Bonsoir, mademoiselle,” said a well-groomed gentleman, bowing as I entered. He was in his late forties, with a neatly trimmed mustache and hairstyle.“Bonsoir, Alain,” I replied, striding past him to survey the turnout. Sunday night was usually a mixed bag for other places, but we always did well. “How are we looking for this evening?”“Excellent, as always, mademoiselle.” The Frenchman maintained an eloquent expression, but the proud glint in his eye never escaped me. Alain had been with. .. , oooh, OOOH, OOOH, OMIGOD, OMIGOD, OH, soo good, so good."He's thrusting back and forth and the feelings are still wonderful."Oh, I'm gonna cum, oh, right now, UMGH, UMGH, UMGH, ungh, ungh, oh, wow, yeah, god that's good, oh, Sarah. Mmm, oh."When he starts to cum, he really drives his cock deep into me, thank god, he's got a condom on, I thought. Whew, what a first time."Well, Sarah? Was I right? Did Greg give you a good one?" Oh, well, I'm not sure what I expected, but it was great, really. I opened my eyes and looked into my mother's face as she raised it from my cunt. A fierce grin was on her lips and she looked… Animalistic. This only made me cum harder. In the last throws of cumming she climbed up on the chaise with me. Taking my ankles, she lifted them into the air and I could see her bloated penis only inches from me. It bobbed with her every heartbeat. "Mommy, no…" I whispered. My sex wanted her inside me, but I had never been more scared of anyone than I was of my own.