Seems she found the card/receipt from the Brass Ass in my pants pocket the other day while I was at work. When we were texting that afternoon she ask...d if I had ever heard of the place and I denied it. Stupid move. But somehow I had it in my mind that maybe she was asking because she wanted to go with me and check it out. She isn't above checking out the competition and has been known to point out a nice rack before my radar picks it up!!! But boy was I wrong.When I came in the front door,. It’s also at that point I realise I’ve not seen the other Damsels or Timms since I arrived, and I wonder where they are.Nina gives me a hug and a kiss then leaves to go home. A moment later Janice Civil Planner walks in a door, races over, and drags me off to the bedroom. Here we go again, and I’ve another six to deal with too!The next four weeks are very much a repeat of the twenty-eight days with Nina, as are the following six months with the other Damsels. By the end of eight months of this. I leaned back in my leather reclining chair to get a long look at her. And what a contrast to the cum covered slut from the night before. Claire looked immaculate, her blonde hair flowing onto her shoulders, her makeup (dark eyeliner lightly applied and just a trace of lipstick) complementing her black figure-hugging jacket, white shirt, tight knee-length skirt, stockings and heels. She looked every inch the perfect business woman. No-one would have suspected what she had been through only. ” She guided my cock into her pussy and I pushed it in one go.She gave a loud moan and took a deep breath and said, “Fuck me hard, my son, give the pleasure to your mom. I am lucky I got you. Please give me hard fucks, my son, make me your wife.”By hearing her words, I got hard and fucked her intensely. She was enjoying fully pressing her boobs and giving moans. Later, after fucking for 20 minutes she said, “I am cumming, my son, do it fast.” I increased my speed and she came with a good amount.