. the way she was.It wasn’t the first time today that these thoughts had troubled her. In the hours after she’d given Paul a blowjob, earlier that...morning, she had reflected on her trouble with Bert the previous night and wondered if there was some correlation between the two events. Did being the kind of woman who would give head to a casual acquaintance, just because he looked like he needed a pick-me-up, somehow send a message to guys like Bert saying, “Here I am. Come and get me.”?She. Tommy opened the door and saw that her face was like a thundercloud. Maybe he had overdone the whole thing, but that would be sorrows for later. Tommy was already four years a help in the beauty shop of a friend of his mothers. Although the job wasn't directly appropriate for a boy, the money was easy earned. He even had got time to look it over from a tot z and he was also given the opportunity to help once in a while. Apparently it looked like he had a gift for the work, as everyone was. Im sucking on your clit and fingering your pussy and rubbing on your asshole as the water is dripping all over us. you let out a big scream and come so hard you start shaking and telling me you love it as i suck on your lips and pussy juices, still fingering and rubbing on your ass. you then pull me up and kiss me in the water and grab my cock. you tell me you want it and you push me down on the outside edge and kneel before me. my cock is rock hard and you start by licking the tip and grabbing. “You put them on. How do they feel?”“Good. Smooth.”“How do they look?”“Good.”“No they don’t. They look great. You thought your legs were sexy before, didn’t you?”“Yes.”“Well now they’re even sexier.”Nod.I paused, wondering how far Mom would let this hypothetical go. Whenever I’d so far as mentioned sex in the past, it had woken her up. As a hypothetical twenty-year old, however, she might be a bit more open-minded... “Just looking at your sexy, stockinged legs starts to turn you on...”“You.