He went into the living room and turned the TV on to one of his favorite shows. I walked into the room wearing one of my favorite skirts that reached ...he top of my knees and a tank top.I laid down on the couch and put my legs on Scott's lap and began to read one of my books. He put his hand on my knee, and gently caressed it. He moved his fingers to my thigh and under my skirt. He slipped a finger into my boyshorts and into my wet folds. He chucked when I gasped at his cold finger entering my. .. Now listen closely cuz im not goin to explain all of this shit over again ok?" I nodded my head letting him know im listening."Good... Now here are some of the things you need to know. First, no special hook ups on shit...im trying to run a business... Second, if a couple or anyone comes in to use a private booth in the basement they HAVE to clean up after or its a extra charge ...make sure u look too... Third, make sure all the videos and stock is arranged neat a nicely...even the. Her eyes opened, surprised I brought another toy. I placed the toy against her clit and it sent her into an immediate state of euphoria. I grabbed my dick with my other hand and slapped in against her hole. I was hungry for more of her, so I handed her the vibrator but left it on the exact same spot. She understood what I wanted and kept her hand up so it was out of the way. I hurriedly entered her again. She was still so tight despite being filled by both the dildo and myself. I loved it. I. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm kind of flattered. I'm the same age your mother was, you know." "Yeah, I know," he said, feeling another surge of loss. Tempered, this time, by Charlene's embrace. "I know you'll miss her," Charlene said. "But, maybe, if you want, you could just pretend I'm your mother. I don't mind." It was his turn to laugh gently. "That's sweet, Charlene," he said, and it was. "But I don't know if I can do that." "Why not?" "Well, for starters, Mom never gave me a boner." She.