It’s been a while that someone has occupied that booth.“Hey, man. Welcome to the party, pal!” Jonathan replies happily.“Sup,” Steve replies....��I’m so pumped that my civil duty is finally here, that I get to fuck woman as my job. Fuck yeah,” Alex says, very excited by his new job.“Let’s see what you say in two weeks. It’s not a simple job as you might think, it’s difficult on you physically, fucking your clientele every workday,” Steve tells Alex, trying to be realistic about their job.“Don’t. I continued to kiss and lick her cleavage, still keeping her breasts covered by her top. I wasn't coming up for air, gasping for it, her hands pulled my head closer to her. My hands then reached behind her and pulled the string, removing the top from her body. Her breasts were now fully exposed to me, and I could feel my cock stiffen and grow even larger, feeling like it was going to explode! I pushed her body away from mine for a moment so I could take it the great view. She put her hands. She noticed how my dress slacks started getting a bump in them and she said have you no self control? I'm apologized then explained that she was so sexy I couldn't help myself. She told me she needed my help getting into her dress. After getting her zipped into the pretty blue formal we headed to the car, I was treated to a leg show as she sat down. The entire ride she allowed the dress to fall open exposing her nylon covered legs. At the party I lost track of her and after over an hour she. Their daughter Carol was just the same way. The one big difference in the way he treated Carol was he treated her as if she was a soldier, yelling orders at her, calling her names and NEVER, EVER, paying her a complement or telling her how good she had done. It always was "can't you do it faster" or "do it again and let's see if you can do it better this time, you slack off".My parents and I could hear him yelling all the time. Our bedroom windows faced their house and we liked lots of fresh.