My mom was 16 when she had me, my dad was about 38. My dad was a teacher at her school, and long story short, got her pregnant. He was fired and got a...divorce, and mom dropped out of school. Mom's parents lived in Mexico, and she stayed with her sister in California. The news of her out of marriage pregnancy disgusted her family, and she was kicked out of the house. My mom moved in with my dad, and they struggled through those early years. After I was born, things got worse, and my dad ended up. “Well unless you’ve got roadside rescue you ain’t going nowhere in that car.” He told her, Rose deflated quickly. It was the one thing she had promised herself to get, and had not done so yet. “Basically I’m stuck until I can get someone to get me.” Rose said in an almost whisper, the man nodded.“There is one way you could pay for it.” The other man said to her, still leering at her.“What do you mean?” Rose said, then felt her eyes go wide as she guessed his meaning. “No way, what kind. The other disadvantage was that if I got out I wouldnt be able to get the club where Pete was. We pulled up outside Driftwood and there under the doorway stood two large bouncers and Pete. The benefits of Pete owning a club meant free access and all the alcohol I could ever dream of. It was bliss. Pete was there in an instant under the black umbrella opening the door to the cab. I stepped out delicately, a hopeful attempt not to show James that I wasnt wearing any panties. Petes hand was. " she whispered as I felt her push her pelvis into my hand, one leg coming up slightly to open her crotch towards me. The tight cotton around my hands was soaked with her lube as I rubbed her with a ferocity, watching her expressions changing. She was caught up, like a training rushing downhill. No stopping it now."I'm gonna cum, you're gonna make me, make me uuuuunnnghhhhh..." and with that her arm tightened around my neck and she pumped her hips against my body, cumming like a fucking rock.