It wasn’t the pain or humiliation that excited him; it was the look on her face, the pleasure and amusement. She was glowing, electrified, excited, ...nraptured and he could tell her imagination was running wild with scenarios, ideas and plans that required a hotel room and seven pieces of luggage. This was unpredictable, cruel, insatiable Delilah.He whimpered.?The money is for tonight,? she continued, finally, now looking down on him to poke, prod, and pump her heel on and off his member, almost. It wasn’t long till they were caught up in a bustling crowd of shoppers again. Their pace slowing to a crawl as the mob in front of them shuffled along at a snail’s pace.Spying a familiar face in the crowd Dave reached out and grabbed the passing man’s arm. “Hey! You’re Trip right?”Confused that a stranger would know his name Trip answered, “Yeah. That’s me. What of it?” Studying Dave’s face closely recognition flashed in Trip’s eyes. “Oh wait. I know you. You were that kid from earlier. The. .Amy." "That's better Matt." I don't know why I started to think what I did at this point but as I looked at my mom, I suddenly realized that she was fucking hot! As hot if not hotter than many of the women in the magazines. She was in her 40's but you would not have known it. She exercised, took care of herself and she looked like she was maybe 30 at most. She had a great figure. My mom is 5'6", about 110 lbs., long blonde hair and she has some big tits! I was glad I was still covering up my. Of course there would be perks for each one of them, as both women and the husband, if he was lucky, were sure to hook up and play again. The night spent enjoying one another had been intense and they all desired a repeat performance. Jessica made a trip to Vic Secret for some enhancing accessories and had her hair and nails refined to performance shine. Standing and viewing her full sexy image was as exhilarating as the thought of men clamoring to shove bills in her black garter or skimpy.