This time he wasn’t so quick, he didn’t seem like he would stop. Finally she felt hot liquid in her bowels. He pulled out and plunged himself into...her vagina, not even bothering to wipe off the combination of blood, feces and his semen that coated his penis. He grew hard again as she heard cheering. She felt something oozing out her anus. When he was done with her vagina, when he had gotten himself hard again, he plunged into her anus one more time. When he finally finished he reached down and. She got up, went out and asked me to close the door. I felt relieved! Isat near the cooler and relaxed. There was the bell again! She wasthere again! And she had something in her hand! She came in and Iclosed the door. She put the packet on the table and took me in. sheasked me where the cosmetics were and applied some makeup properly. Iwas in her hands. I could not dare to speak! She took me to the drawingroom and asked me to sit in front of the large wall scenery. She cameto me and adjusted. He was a part owner of a Nevada brothel a couple of hours from our town. Mom had been working there on weekends when she told me she and Walter needed a getaway. Most weekends were getaway weekends. Walter told my mom and me that there was a huge demand for fresh teen pussy, and I should seriously think about being a "date for a rate," as he put it. It was okay with Mom. Neither of them wanted me to work in the brothel. They could be charged with all sorts of crimes such as underage drinking. . Now I know JoAnn doesn't look exactly the same as she did as a teenager, her lovely short blonde hair melding gracefully to grey and her pure ivory white skin showing wrinkles, neither do I, but even after 35 years and 7 k**s, my cock and her pussy still hunger for each other, and Grandma and Grandpa need a place to fuck unm*****ed. I was riding her hard in the hotel room, watching her slightly sagging boobs do a chaotic dance and getting off on her lovely nipples weaving around randomly as I.