Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. I love men but I also love Real Women and I heard that you’re one. Fuck me or whatever you want, I’m y...urs for tonight.” Mother’s eyes twinkled at Cassy and her pink lipsticked mouth opened and licked her wet lips. Cassy reared up in the bed. “Mommy! That’s your real name! I can’t call you that!” But her mother said once again, more sternly, “Please call me Janice, and please tell me what you want me to do. I’m Janice, little girl, your whore for. The young gal did the same thing with me when she got to my butt, running her hand through the crack of my ass as she pressed gently. I was laying on my cock of course, and it was hard as she did that. When it was time to turn over, my cock was at flagpole attention. Pat saw that and stifled a laugh. Her guy asked her if she wanted a towel to cover her crotch and she told him no, that she was just fine. He grinned and proceeded to work on her feet. My young lady was already working on my feet. I can’t explain why I did what I did next, but I said to my wife that we should go to the bar and get a drink, which she was fine with. I went straight to the place where the guy and his mate stood and made it quite clear that she was with me, kissing her and so on. I made sure that she stood between the guy and me and as we waited to be served, I put my arm round her and placed it on her stocking, I then immediately moved it up exposing her stocking tops myself. I blatantly started rubbing her. Jerry left me his number and an even bigger tip. ---“Is this Jerry Landusky?”“It certainly is. How can I help you?”“Well, that depends. Do you remember the busty waitress you spoke to a few nights ago?”“Do I! That lovely lady had the biggest tits I’d ever seen. Who is this?”“I’m that lovely lady,” I said into the phone, smiling.“Hot damn. Why don’t I come pick you up and you let me see those big tits of yours in the flesh?”“You certainly are direct, Mr. Jerry.”“What do you say?” “Well, I’d like.