Elsie was not slow in unfastening Beau's pants and rubbing his cock. She twisted around to face him and slid his hard cock as far as it would go into ...er sopping wet pussy. By now, both of them were ready for serious fucking, so Elsie hopped from Beau's lap and gathered up her dress. She led him to the guest's bedroom and removed her boots and stockings. Elsie insisted that Beau let her undress him, so, as any gentleman would, he bowed to the lady's wishes.They climbed into bed, and Elsie lay. The boss the whole time sitting and watching the women explore and pleasure each other. As they move apart and start looking for their clothes to get dressed. The boss soon joins them and within a few minutes everyone is dressed again.The woman looks to the man and then asks if he pleased. He agrees and tells the receptionist to bring in her husband's file. As they sit and talk a few minutes, Dierdre returns with the file. The boss takes out the bill and makes notations that the bill is paid in. He looks me up and down contemptuously. "You think I'll give you the beers if you show me your cunt or something... is that it, slut?" I try to look at him meekly. "OK, well show me your cunt and I'll consider you fucking whore." I move away from the bar so he can see properly and then lift my dress and move my g-string to the side so he can see my bare, waxed mound. "Hmm I like a little hair myself but I guess whores like you need to keep things bare or your cunts would get too dirty. Tell you. Our legs ... and take it good and deep!” Mom groaned and panted ... as I continued hammering her slippery snatch and going deeper with each stroke.Finally, of course, it happened. I bottomed out inside Mom’s cavernous cunt and she squeezed as tightly as she could, unmistakably enjoying on some kinky, primal level that I went even deeper than Dad ever did (she didn’t tell me this until later in a moment of confidence). I found myself wanting Mom to really cream herself, so I began playing with.