.finally when the oven was clean I stood up and bent over to pick the bowl up knickers still round my knees I stood up straight and turned and saw him...I dropped the bowl water splashed me all up the front including my face and hair.I bent to pull my knickers up and to start cleaning that mess when he came over to me saying “you need to get out of those dirty wet clothes let me help “and with that he was pulling my shirt and bra straps down 1 hand going round to unhook my bra then pulling my. Tom wondered how much information he could get out of Brad without letting on how little he knew."Yes. That's over. Lisa won't admit to seeing him more than once but I didn't believe that. Has she said anything to you about him?" To me? She would never tell me anything like that. She knows I would tell you. So I guess she didn't tell you about Applebee's?"Tom decided to not tell him that Lisa said she had been there with him."What about Applebee's?" A friend on mine at the office mentioned that. As I sucked the head of his cock, he groaned before pulling out of my mouth and entering mom again. All three of us were moaning loudly, as Bill fucked mom’s pussy and my mouth and mom tongue fucked my pussy.I could feel the building crescendo of orgasm building inside me, the next time Bill pulled his cock out of my mouth, “Oh god I’m going to cum”A muffled “me too” came from between my legs, as I felt at least two fingers slide into my pussy along with a mouth sucking my clit. Bill’s pace. I was her Master, I owned her, and I damn sure was going to own that part of her as well, and have her begging me to use it.Well, if you’ve read the story, then you know how the woman who was a drunk and had been little more than the “Town Pump”, and had even earned the dubious title “The Best BlowJob On This Side Of Town”, had become the number one certified, grade A, “got to have it” Ass Slut.In short, it had been the key to her finding her own sexuality, her way to actually feel something.