He woke my mom up, and my mom started talking in a sleepy voice.Mom: What? You fucked me all night, and you want it again? I can’t, I am tired. Plea...e leave, your wife must be waiting for you.Man: Is this why I paid you? I paid you for the whole night, and there’s still time left.I was shocked that my mom, who had been just , even took money to sleep with a man. “Did she become a prostitute?”I questioned myself and kept listening.I heard a slap, and my mom moaned, “Ah, my ass!”Man: Yes, I want. I will pray for Dom Luis as well." Thank you my friend," Pedro said with a sigh. For a second Pedro fell silent and the men about him kept their peace for they knew where his thoughts were. Then the young nobleman forced himself to meet Ibrahim's gaze once more. As he did, he spoke. "Tell me old teacher of mine whose ship is this that stands tied opposite of mine and more importantly, what is this grievous news that you must share with me? What has happened back in Lisbon that it spoils my. Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to admit that his middle daughter, Cathy, did present some challenges for him. She is blonde and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a carbon copy of her mother. Both are curvaceous and lean, with long blonde curly hair and weigh about the same. The other two girls have equally nice figures, but dark brown hair like their Dad. Cathy has the larger breasts of his three girls. He knows her size because he picked up one of her. I have always had a thing for older guys, I once fucked a forty-five year old guy I met in a bar one night. I figured Ron had to be close to sixty, but Ron was downright gorgeous. His styled silver hair and distinguished manly look got me drooling the first day I saw him. I noticed Ron glanced at me occasionally and gave me a look up and down those men had when they were admiring a beautiful sexy woman. I knew the score my mother was a Senior Executive at a large bank downtown and she made no.