He dressed her like a c***d and had her hair in pigtails making her look very young. She was a c***d with big tits and a nice round ass and she could ...uck like a whore. Men went crazy for her. Her videos sold as fast as they could make them. Men also begged to fuck her so Jack set up a room in his studio. They would make movies in the mornings and then allow men to come and fuck her in the afternoon and evenings. They paid a lot of money to fuck the sexy whore and get a picture or video with. But they do prove that your Mom is one hell of a MILF, don't they? Now, why don't you try and see more of your Mom yourself? I'm sure you could take her out for a night out when your father's away on work. Just do it, Mark. Tell her to wear something really hot for you...you know, something that shows off that MILF body in its best form.''Do you think she'd come on a date with her son,' asked Mark. 'Why would she? I'm her son and...!!'The other guys egged Mark on with more encouragement.'Mark,. Um, you know.” Oops.Ms. Sloane tilted her head. Looking at me much like my mother and a certain aunt do from time to time. It’s a look that says ‘don’t dick around, tell me all.’ Or else.“Masturbate.” I sort of gushed it out, not a subject about which I now wished had never burbled to the surface, topic-wise... “Oh?”“She found out, discovered, porn. Taught Froggy and me how to surf ... and ... you know.”“And masturbate.”I nodded, somewhat reluctantly. No reason to birddog the same prairie time. ‘Where the fuck am I?’ he groaned hoarsely, putting a palm on his aching forehead. Smelling coffee, Chase stood. He realized his shoes were missing. He spotted them by a chair which also contained his folded jacket. Wherever he was, he decided, someone had put him to bed. Following his nose, Chase wandered into a wide hall. ‘Good morning,’ Ashlee greeted him from the kitchen. She was seated at a glass breakfast table situated in front of some tall bay windows, the area bright with morning sun..