He turned and pointed his thumb to the right. ‘Three doors down. Laundry is right across Main Street from there if you want to get cleaned up. They ...ave a bath there too if you want to get the trail dust washed off.’ I downed my beer, grabbed my pack and headed up the angular staircase. I reached the top and looked down the hallway. There were six doors. Another door with a window in it was at the end illuminating the path. The door was unlocked. The room was sparse. There were a bed, a. "Oh my" she said, "it's so much bigger than your fathers. I've always wanted a monster cock honey." She then started to suck me. I couldn't believe it. My mother was sucking my cock like she had been starving for it. It was so hot that I was quickly erupting into her mouth saying, "Mommy, mommy, mommy," over and over again. It was the most mind blowing climax ever.I was so turned on that my dick was still hard and wanted more. She swallowed all my cum as if it was the finest wine and then. * * * Two weeks passed and the emotional chasm between them grew ever wider. Chris tried to make amends, but Erica was too stubborn to listen. As far as she could see, nothing had changed one iota. Her husband continued to spend all the hours God sent at work, while she had to deal with a screaming baby. Charlotte was now teething which added insult to injury although Erica had had a brief respite from the endless crying. For a blissful two days Charlotte had seemed a whole lot happier. She had. She refused to think that she had sunk so low that she had to sell her body. She had met a few girls in the past weeks who had done just that, and she was determined not to join them. She had also steadfastly refused their offers of d**gs even though she knew they would take away her current misery.There was a ‘ting’ as the pizza door opened, and the woman stepped back onto the pavement carrying two pizza boxes. She looked around trying to find the girl and was beginning to become annoyed.