Sal, the owner, is sorta their pimp. He knows what they do and provides a safe place to advertize and a steady stream of customers willing to pay well...for some hot ass. Sal is hooked in with a few lower-level mob types, some of the same guys who were trying to recruit me to do enforcement and collections work in high school. The girls need someone to make sure the house rules are obeyed and that is what I do.I also play chauffeur/bodyguard when they take jobs that require them to go any farther. Satisfied that the captive teenager was totally unable to move, the burly man settled next to Kyle and whispered gently in his ear."You might as well just relax and get ready to enjoy the ride, angel," he breathed into the bound boy’s ear, "like they say, leave the driving to us, okay? Don't worry, baby, you won't get bored, I promise; in fact, I guarantee us pickin' you up will be the most exciting thing that ever happened to you."Leaving the trapped blonde boy struggling futilely on the back. She continued to talk and began to run her hands up my legs finally finding my rising member. Carol told me how she had learned of Sarah’s passing and that she was glad that she had finally met the man that Sarah had committed to spending her life with.She now began to remove my pants and briefs so she had full access to my roaring erection. She took in both hands and stoked it and then placed her mouth over the head began giving me an intense blow job. Sensing my oncoming orgasm Carol rose. "Surprise!" she laughed, as she saw his face. "Look what you did!"He hugged her, and kissed her, unable to believe how good she felt under his hands, and in his arms.Then Carly appeared. She was carrying her baby low, and her bulge was so perfectly round that it actually looked like she had a beach ball under her dress, which was the same design as her mother's, but a different color. When the two women stood side by side, it was obvious they were proud of their bulges, and wanted to show them.