“Don’t worry Mom, it’s alright – it’s alright if you feel good. You’ve denied yourself too long and you don’t need to feel guilty now th...t you have good feelings again. Let it go, let it all loose and feel good with me Mom, I love you.”“OH GOD, it feels so good to be held by a man, Charlie,” Mom sobbed and the doorbell rang, just as my cock was about to push its way through my sweats, and hers too, trying to find its way to her hot pussy!“WELL FUCK! There’s the pizza delivery. Here’s the money,. I found myself describing myself honestly.I told her I was tall,slimish,after 3 k**s,with dyed blonde hair.I told her I had 36dd tits, a present from my ex boyfriend.She asked what I was wearing,and I laughed,and told her a pair of well worn levi jeans,and a top from A-Wear with Sponge Bob Squarepants on.She asked me which A-Wear and I told her Liffey Valley,which was close to wear I live.I asked her if she wanted me to take it off,that's what my usual men clients wanted.She said no,she wanted. I made him promise not to have a damned heart attack, like his cousin Charlie did, until I got my money back, too.A waiter I had seen before but didn’t remember his name came over to let us know he would be serving us this evening. I asked for a bottle of Asti and water with lemon. “And for you, Miss Richards?” Whoa Up Doggies! The waiter knew Amber.“Just water with lemon for now, Steve. I may grab a sip of Mr. Bancroft’s wine, though.”“I’ll bring two glasses for that. For sure. Just make sure. Bernice and I watched spellbound. I couldn't believe this was happening, the more so because Bernice seemed to be enjoying, and even getting turned on, by the total humiliation of her husband. She told me to turn the other way on the bed so she could see everything, and she then mounted me, her cigar hanging from her mouth. As Bernice lowered herself onto my shaft, Debbie langourously fucked Gus for a good ten minutes as she fingered her clitoris, her cigar hanging from her lips, of course. Gus.