Set it up for tomorrow and tell her there will probably be five of us."I called Mona back, "I don't care how many there are. If their money is good, I...ll pull the train."The next day I gave the guys the directions on how to get to Mona's and they took off. I decided to stop for a beer on the way home and was surprised to see Mona sitting at the bar - she was falling down drunk. I sat down next to her at the bar and said:"What are you doing here? You were supposed to meet some guys at your. She had a TV with a VCR in her room, and since we wanted to stay up even later, we decided to watch a movie. We both got on her bed to watch it, and sooner or later I fell asleep. For my pajamas I was just wearing panties and a T-shirt.I woke up what seemed like a moment later; my friend was fingering my pussy from the outside of my panties and I gave a gentle moan as they got wet. I had been masturbating for some time now and had been familiar with how good it felt and I had wondered what it. Patty felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside her pussy, deluging her womb with a hot, soothing load of jizz. Hornily she flexed her fucking muscles around the erupting cockshaft, helping her child drain the reservoir in his balls completely in her pussy. But she could already feel her guilt, shame and disgust returning now that she'd succumbed to the craving to to give her pussy to her own son. This would be the first time, she thought, and also the last. She simply. After opening it I was a little shocked to find three, quite explicit, letters from guys who had found my photos in the mags and wanted to tell me how much they enjoyed them. One guy called Ted asked if I would be interested in allowing him to take some photos of his own.I had never imagined that anyone would want me to model for them, let alone offer me money to do so! The rest of the day was a blur, shopping and housework shot by and I excitedly awaited hubby's return from work. At five.