“Tammy, what the fuck! Get off me, can’t you see I am playing.”I kissed his cheek and lifted the headphone from his ear.“I want to play too,�... as I spoke I moved my hand and when I had him in my grip I began to stroke him.“Get off, you horny whore.”I slapped him gently. “Hey, that’s not nice. Anyway, you seem to be ready for me.”His cock was now hard and I adjusted my position so he slid inside my pussy.“Oh fuck, you are hot and wet,” he moaned and dropped the controller to the floor.I put my. Bobby done as he said..he returned with the big bag and placed on the floor...Brenda asked bobby "will you do anything"Bobby replied a yes mom.Brenda opened it...it has some items she purchased earlier from the store..addition to it there where a leather cat o nine tail whip.a riding crop,a paddle.high heels (a black stilleto)stockings,satin blouses.and there were some others Bobby was shocked...he asked"Mom where did you get all this".Brenda:Did you remember Lauren..these where her gifts..now. " I admitted.I was puzzled by the direction the conversation had taken, but I kept the frown from my face and waited for him to tell us the reason we were there."And you assumed rightly." He said, "I'm going to be blunt with you, I know just how close you are to going under and just how much getting my contract would mean to you. What I'm wondering is how hungry you are to get that contract."'What the hell is this?' was the thought that ran through my mind."Hungry?" I responded aloud."As in. My last job was fast food.I'd show up a few minutes before ten o'clock, my uniform freshly washed and pressed, face made up and all smiles. I busted my ass till noon, took a mandatory ten minute break, then dazzled everyone with how easily I handled the lunch rush. I worked quickly and efficiently, was always pleasant to the customers and my co-workers loved me. At exactly two-thirty, I’d punch out, say goodbye to everyone, then head home to start on my dinner. I always showered and scrubbed.