Julie isn't my girlfriend. She doesn't have sex. She isn't ready. You don't need to worry," I explained."You know quite a bit about a girl who isn't y...ur girlfriend." Well ... I do like her, but I don't have enough time for a girlfriend right now. Julie isn't my girlfriend!" I protested."The boy doth protest too much, methinks," Mom countered as she left my room.I closed and locked my bedroom door. I stripped, rubbed hand lotion over my cock and got to work bringing myself relief. I tried to. "Perfect, I’ll see you tomorrow then." With that he went to leave the restaurant, Eric locking the doors behind him. Eric then moved back to the office in the back which he shared with the new ownership and the back of the house manager. He took out some papers and looked over what employee's he had left. Being the front of the house, most of them were female. The first of the three he had left was one of the servers, a friend of his whom he had got the old front of the house manager to hire.. I get the drinks.“What are you wearing underneath?” you ask.“Nothing” he says “you told me not to wear underwear.”“Good boy, open you zip!”“What?” he splutters“Do as you’re fucking told and open your zip” you whisper harshly.He does as he is told and you push your hand through the opening and fondle his naked tool, giving him a bit of a squeeze.“Excellent” you tell him, “now take these and put them on in the men’s toilet.” And you hand him a small bag.“What are these?” he asks you with fear in. I grabbed the left nipple and Anita yelled "mother fuckers, god damn I love your cock. Mommy needs to have more of the big fucking cock. I think I need to take the rest of the day off and spend some quality time with my daughter." I laughed and arched my back and started to pump my goo into Anita big wet pussy. I reached down and rubbed her big labia and Anita tensed up and her fluids were mixing with mine.Anita rolled over and Tracy began to lick me dry and then she started to eat her mom.