Then I took one of just Mom and then one of Mrs. Jenkins. Mrs. Jenkins tossed her panties at me and then she laid back, opening her legs up for me. I ...ook another picture of her like that. Mom did the same thing. Then they started making love while I continued to take pictures of them. It was far better than the Internet porn that I been used too.When Mom finally got off Mrs. Jenkins I got right in there and started fucking her pussy. She loved it, she cried out, and she had an orgasm. She. The rest of the day proved uneventful after all the startling revelations and declarations of love in the morning. The girls were good to their word and at lunchtime Calara knelt between John’s legs eagerly sucking his cock, impatient for him to fill her stomach again. In the evening it was Alyssa’s turn to be the vessel for his cum and she smiled at him contentedly after he gave her a huge load to keep her tummy warm that night.They awoke the next day and dressed quickly before heading up to. I wore fishnet hose and uncomfortable platform shoes but I didn't mind. The customers loved it. They knew that the waitresses weren't genetic girls. If anything, that seemed to make them even more rude. They'd reach out to pinch us or grab our butts as we walked by, often while their wives were grinning. We looked positively conservative compared to some of their garishly bleached, helmet-haired, and overly made up wives or trashy rent-a-girlfriends. Because the tips were so fat, we put up with. Dad smiled seeing her blush as she kept looking at his bulge."Simone, do I need to come up with something for you to do as well?" he teasingly asked as his hand adjusted himself for her benefit. He ran his hand up and down the bulge watching her eyes move with his hands. "I think I can find something for you to do while Ashley is finishing her work."Dad reached out taking the girl's hand and stepped toward well-hidden slot filled with items between two stalls with him. She did not resist him..