He feltabsolutely comfortable dressed this way but was a bit nervous of what hismother would say. They sat in each other's favourite chairs and switch...d onthe television. Mum normally brought in a takeaway on this particular nightand there was no preparation required other than setting the table.Mum arrived rushing with the hot food. "Hello dears, David take these willyou?" Gwen jumped up and took the Chinese from her mother. "Gwen, Philip isat the door he has a message for you, wouldn't tell. Some were still sore about having to "make" the money and others were mad because they weren't able to fuck the club whore. I went into the next room to get the next customer and noticed seven men sitting in there waiting. My phone buzzed and I knew someone found another trick."Who's next?" I asked not even sure how to keep track. One of the men got up and followed me next door. She was naked, semi-conscious, her back slightly arched with her arms stretched above her head waiting. He smiled and. .. is that actually a thing?” Consuela now probed, having heard of this, but only in the rumor mill.“It’s happened to some of my close friends, so I’m gonna go with yes on that one,” Karen replied, shocking Consuela, but then my fiancee used to be a whore and was still a very sexual person.The notion of losing interest in sex just didn’t register with her. It was so utterly alien to her, thankfully for me. Consuela certainly lived up to her end of the deal. She put out a lot for me, not to. Fiona licked her lips and smiled as Greg pulled down his boxer shorts in the clearing, and she kissed him, first on the lips and then on his nipples. His thick cock inflated immediately and she sighed looking down at it longingly.She sunk to her knees and took his erect member in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head, the only sounds coming from his groans of pleasure and the birds singing in the trees that surrounded them.Fiona enjoyed the feeling of power she got whenever she went.