There was however something that compelled me towant to carry on."Now put on your t-shit, my little whore, as tonight's winner and go andmake me some ...oney."Over the course of the next week I performed for free each night becauseI wanted him to keep me on but Paula did not come with me as she was"considering her options" and I had managed to "win" the wet t-shirttreatment for the whole week. At the end of the week I had a cold andthe owner said he could afford to pay me some sick pay whilst I. I want to look, just to see the mechanics of how a girl pisses off a dock on a windy night, but I just continue studying moonbeams."Feel better?" I ask when she returns.“A lot," she replies. "How about you?" I don't have to go yet," I tell her."No, I mean about Tracey's Mom leaving. You still sad?" What about Tracey's Mom?" I am stunned that Gina knows about Laura Wiggins. I thought we’d been so discrete. Laura and I never went anywhere public together and I always waited until Tracey had gone. I hungrily chewed on her purple tip as Karen continued to lick and nibble my shaft, and Maria and I were both getting hard again together as Lela lay down to lick Karen’s dirty arsehole clean of the rest of my cum.Just then, there was a knock at the front door. “I bet that’s Jim” moaned Karen, breaking away from my cock. She hurriedly put on her dressing gown and went to fetch her teenage fuck-buddy. “You must be Jim” smiled Lela, licking her lips clean of my cum as the poor lamb stood there. Lisa just writes it off as mom's active weird again. Dinner finishes and she helps cleaning up. After cleaning Lisa glances at the clock “Barely 8 o'clock. Friday night. What the hell am I gonna do tonight?” Checking her social media sites she learns of a party that some of her friends are going to. She decides she's going to make an appearance at the party since she hasn't seen anyone in a while and she wants to unwind. Lisa walks to her room and within seconds she's completely naked. Taking.