Quick witted, quick in business, she was the boss. But she was clever, the old man thought he was in charge, and she was content to let it be that way... She was also 'comfortable'. She didn't worry about her figure, but neither was she unattractive, just comfortable. Nicely in proportion, not thin, in fact unremarkable. But enough of the gossip, my purpose had been not so much to buy the Buddha, which I had in mind to do, but rather to see if amongst the other detritus there was a second one.. Mr Greenes hand came down with a big ‘thwack’“oooooww” shrieked Denise.Twack!"Oow!”Twack!"Aaaaah.”Three fast hard slaps across the young woman’s backside. Denise couldn’t believe what was going on. “So Denise. What do you think. Shall we fire you for your sloppiness?” said Mr Greene. his hand resting across Denise’s backside.“No. please. I need this job…”Twack.“Ooooo. No. Please…”And as she said these words her predicament got worse. Mr Greene slipped his finger into her knickers and pulled. And, mom sucked my cock for hours, at a stretch, inside the kitchen, to begin with.Soon, she was on all fours, all day long, getting banged by her son. She sometimes would end up having cooked nothing for dad, despite all the hours she spent there.Everything was perfect until my dad started to wonder why my mom’s butt-hole gaped so much. He did fuck her ass years ago, but now, he hardly occupied her mature pussy. He could easily confirm it was not the work of his old and tired member.He was. I watched, almost breathless, as she undid my pants, pulled them down, and kissed then sucked my cock. I was soooo in love, or at the very least, in lust with her at that moment, I would have done anything for her! “Baby, do you want to suck me?” I did, I knew I did, I had dreamed of it, I wasn’t even nervous. “Yes, baby!” I said and she stood. Pulling her jeans down, she freed her big, beautiful dick. I moved to the edge of the couch in front of her, put my hands on her hips and kissed her.