Then I gave in to the exciting sensations and even pulled my skirt up, slid my left leg onto the seat and pulled my panties aside to give the naughty ...og better access.“Oh, God!” I cried as an orgasm hit me.“He wants to fuck you,” said Freddie, who was in the front passenger seat and was now looking at us with a huge, evil smile on his face.“He can’t,” I protested. “Not now.”“You’re now his bitch, Laura,” piped up Bennie. “We’re here at the restaurant. I’ll pull over here away from the other. ..I had no idea who she had in mind...I hoped it might be her...but that was a high hope.Around thirty minutes later, there was a knock on the door and I opened it, there stood an older Indian man slim bit taller than me, he smiled and in very broken English said...massage.... he then came in and closed the door… I only had a small towel around my waist and had showered as I had been told to....the guy moved me to the bed where I had place one of the large towels… he had a bottle of oil in one. While dancing with her ass she slowly took off her shirt, and she did the same way with her bra and panties. She stopped and came to me. Her pussy wasn’t hairy nor shaved, it was a mix of both. It was of the same color of her nipples, and it had nothing to do with those porn actresses I saw on porn movies, it was well closed and instead of meat jumping off it, it was just like a fissure. It was my turn; I grabbed her ass and pulled her toward my head, very slowly. As her pussy came closer I. To much information." She grabs my shoulders and starts bucking her hips off the bed as I pump my cock into her."But the idea of mom and I fucking isn't ewww, huh?" I ask, panting as we work our way up towards the summit of pleasure."I know!" she cries. "It's hypocritical as hell and I feel like an idiot." Lauren is breathing hard now and bucking her ass off the bed, meeting me stroke for stroke. "Can we just shut up and fuck?" she asks and, of course, I readily comply."OH YEAH! FUCK BRANDON!.