She starts off by telling me she has no money, never a good start. But it gets better when she starts getting frisky, offer another form of payment. ..."I can give you one of a night" she offers.Now comes my dilemma: sex can't pay the rent or but the beer, but it can ease the tension.Let's face it, in my line of work, we're all as tense as our trigger fingers.I take my jacket off and she moves for my buttons. She keeps those baby blue eyes on me, but i can't help but look at the bright red,. "Whelp. I gotta get to work." "I thought you weren't working today?" I asked him."I thought so too." Said Mike frowning. "Claire, Come on, I'll drop you off on the way." I think I'm gonna stay..." What for? Besides, you know I wouldn't be able to come back for you." I really, really wanna see the end of this movie."Mike stared at his sister with an irritated look on his face."It's okay." I intervened. "I could drop off her off."Claire smiled at her brother, "Guess that problem's solved. "Oh god, Mom!" I moaned as Mom placed me inside her and slowly slid down the length of my hard dick. I felt myself swell inside her as I gazed at her lovely face, an sneering expression of pure carnality unlike anything I'd ever seen before in my mother. Mom began to ride me, lifting herself up down on my cock, her fingernails tracing circles on my chest as she looked down at me."I love you, John," Mom cooed as she moved, gradually building up speed. Mom's pussy was the ultimate wet velvet. “All the waiters here have big cocks dear. That is how they make such good sauce. Average men like your boyfriend or father could never make enough jizz to feed a hungry woman.” Her mother explained. Cassie’s teenage hand slid down my shaft to my balls. Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Sir,” she asked me politely, “are those your balls?” “Yes ma’am they are.” I told her. “Mother, she cried out this waiter has the largest balls I have ever felt.” She said. “Dear, I am positive he has larger balls.