Most of the other girls looked like hookers not models, but she assumed it was part of the atmosphere. The wardrobe lady smiled as she spotted a gob o... cum on Rachel’s chin. She cackled and handed the new girl some erotic clothing. “Don’t be slow honey, Mr. Smith does not like to keep his clients waiting”. Rachel took the clothes and went into a private dressing room. She quickly removed her street clothes; jeans, tennis shoes and a t-shirt then she looked at the items she had been given. Not. “OK but at least can I put on some makeup please!”Laughing they replied yes. Mrs Jones went to the bedroom to put on a nice dress, shoes and makeup. On leaving the house she saw the limo and said that would be nice to ride in, but the walk is only ten minutes away.Bill opened the back door to the limo and said “Where would you like to go Miss Helena?” Smiling and Helena knew he was putting on the graces again teasing her.In a posh voice Helena said “The Hilton please Bill, and don’t be so. Maybe she had felt horny just like I had. Maybe she had felt the same urge to touch and arouse herself just like I almost did.I went in the shower myself, and while I fingered my cunt a little and played with my tits and nipples as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to make myself cum. After all, I had all night, and after getting dressed I went downstairs.Mum was there already making the tea. I hugged her, and apologised for coming into her room. “That’s alright – it was my fault” she. She twisted her face slightly. “Hurry!” she ordered.Tom was down to his socks and shorts. He picked up the camera. “Want me to take a few shots?”“NO!” cried Brenda, who was totally averse to joining her friends online. It was okay for the Tallmans, but she was a mother of school age children with a husband who couldn’t afford any scandal.Tom laughed and set the camera back down. He stripped off his remaining clothes, exposing his stiff cock. Brenda liked Tom’s cock; it was a little shorter but.