I work here part-time and my mother full time. Father says we need the money.”Brenda looked at the girl. “Room 506,” Brenda said as she sipped t...e coke. The girl typed on her small tablet and tucked it in her waist band and walked back to the bar.Brenda watched the dancers on the other tables and gave some dollars to the women and girls who danced on her table. The company gave the team an expense account to take care of their needs and spread the cash and the company name around a little.It. For a moment, it’s almost as if we were college undergrads again. Dressing to impress. Then the moment passes. Nancy reminds me we must hurry to Logan Airport, lest our sons be kept waiting. I nod, and we leave the house. I make sure the doors are closed. Our dogs, a pair of loveable brown mutts known as Lucky and Marquis, are all the security system we’ll ever need. I love our dogs. I refused to let Nancy neuter them, based on the advice of some girlfriend of hers who was a vet. Nancy didn’t. Lynn smiled and said “No he can’t, anyway, I’m notwearing any, but he’ll find out soon enough”. I called her arandy slut as Robert walked back into the shop. I also noticedthat under her cotton blouse she wasn’t wearing a bra and hernipples were starting to poke through the material. Lynn’s blousewas already undone down to the middle of her cleavage, so when shebent forward Robert can’t have failed to see the top half of herbreasts. This time when. She was fucking my face wetly and as the tip of my forefinger began to tease its length into her hot ass, she hissed loudly, “Yes! Yes! Ohhh, YESSSSS!!!” Her juice flowed down into my mouth as her firm stomach convulsed. Her legs shook and she bucked her hips wildly as she came. At the peak of her orgasm, she moaned loudly and she clutched my head to her cunt, thrashing my face back and forth. I did my best to hold on, sucking and licking keeping her at her apex for as long as I could. All good.