Richard would take my throats cherry! My balls tightened and I came, squeezing my tit and milking every last drop into a puddle on my belly as I moane... and panted, exhausted from my performance.I relaxed completely. My feet were just barely touching the floor, one hand gently rubbing my wilting cock the other resting, also on the floor. The sun warming my naked, exhausted body, I was satisfied, and I was the definition of a slut.I opened my eyes and looked around, it was quiet, they left me to. I couldn’t remember if I’d even introduced them.Pam said, “What do you think your mother will do when she learns what my mother does?”I laughed, but found the question impossible to answer. I could see the two grandmothers fawning all over Trish’s baby and chattering away at each other a mile a minute. We left them to it.Ben and Nancy came by at cocktail time. Nancy greeted me the same way Georgie had, with a monumental hug and kiss that made time stand still. I know my mother was watching. I. With her looks the hit-on traffic started right away. She critically sized them up and rejected them. After a while a man who had been sitting in a corner booth approached her. “You’re rather fussy for a place like this,” he commented.“I am used to quality and haven’t found much so far, ‘ she shot back. He was dressed in a very expensive suit and was better groomed than what she had seen here up till now. He had possibilities. What would he do next?“My name is Derek. What is yours?”I’m Angel.. She agreed to meet him there at 10:45 that night.The next morning, Rochelle woke up to the smell of orange rolls, cinnamon apples, turkey sausage links and a hash of egg whites, cheese, bell pepper, & button mushrooms. She put on her bathrobe and walked out to meet her mom. She turned on the K-cup machine and put in a dark roast coffee pack for Clarence. He was in the backyard using the weedeater. The boys had not yet gotten up.“Smells great, mama,” the twin declared.“Thanks, baby,” her mother.