I started out at what Dale called a lot boy. I cleaned trailers inside and out and kept the lot and the shop clean. Then he started letting me do smal... things like bearing packs and replacing hinges and door locks. By the time I was eighteen I was an experienced trailer mechanic. I worked part time while in school and full time on vacations and on spring break.When I got off work that evening I found Mr. French and another man waiting for me by my car and I wondered what was going on because it. "I don't want to trip over a shoebox and crash through the closet door." Okay, I'll hold your shoulders." Grab me by the waist. That'll be better."Mom lifted her arms (the best she could under the circumstances) and I reached up to grab her waist. Through the chaos of it all, she turned her body slightly to the side and I accidentally cupped one of her round breasts through her dress. "Oh shit," I gasped, pulling my hand away. "Sorry about that." That's quite alright. It was an accident. Or at. Charlene followed and we both looked at Amanda. She actually blushed. Then, she smiled and stripped. No question that Charlene was more beautiful. Amanda had little stretch marks on her breasts and belly. She also had a full auburn haired bush badly in need of trimming.She giggled, held up her hands, and said, "Okay, girls. This is what happens when you have babies and get old."Without saying a word, Charlene and I glanced at each other and thought that if we looked that good at 45, we'd take. “God, you are really hot. Your pussy is soaked,” said Mr. Strong as his cock inched into my wet pussy. Knowing we were in his office, I had to stifle my blissful orgasm with pleasured moans as I pushed back against his cock. He felt so good as he pumped in and out simulating my cervix. “I’m going to cum,” he said. Loudly I said, “Yes, Yes, cum in me, fill my womb with your cum”. He lunged hard into me and held me as I felt his cock pulse his cum into me and my pussy muscles began to.