Ownership and maintenance is passed on from girl to girl based on the need of the individual. The girl who gave it to me felt that my need was greater...than hers, and in that vein I now want to offer it on to you….if you want it. It was set up on a whim by a girl who fell on genuine hard times and wanted to make some discrete money without being managed by the wrong sort. She set some basic rules, which work by the way, and set about hiring her services out as an escort. Once on her feet she was. I could almost see my panties. My son's hands were on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realized I like the idea of my dress being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn't see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs. The TV block everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body. . “Why $100?”“Troy St. Peter is doing a ninja gig tomorrow at the youth center... $89.99 plus taxes. Tickets went up tonight and are going fast. Trissa already has her ticket. Use your credit card to buy me one and I’m yours for the night.” She spread her legs and he noticed a glistening between her pussy lips.He quickly pulled a credit card out of his wallet and handed it to her. She gave him a delighted smile and dashed from the room.Later, she joined him in his bedroom, still naked. “I’ve. Wo rone jaisi hone lagi.Maine uske kandhe pe hath rakha.Wo uth gayi .Mai v utha aur use gale se laga liya.Uske chuchi mere sine se chipke hue the.Aur fir mai uske galo ko chuma to usne kuch nai bola.Fir maine uske lips pe apne honth rakhkr chusne laga aur wo sant khari thi.Ab mai uske piche chala gaya aur piche se use pakar liya. Mera lund khara ho gaya tha.Ek hath se uske chuchi daba raha tha aur ek hath ko uske pant me daal diya aur uske chut pe hath rakha to wo sihar gayi.Ab wo alag ho gayi.