Putting on her dressing gown, she reflected on the call, and although her head told her to stop being silly her pussy was yelling it needed attention ...rgently. Within 5 minutes the doorbell went and when she opened the door, the youth was standing outside and without hesitation moved into the room. “Get the robe off” he demanded and immediately stripped himself and sat on the couch next to her. Without further ado his hands roamed up the inside of her thighs and she voluntary spread her legs. I wonder if we made a baby.”“Oh, Lord,” Mom groaned. “Sky, this has to stop. You can’t.”“I can.” I winked at her. “Try and stop me, Mommy.”I nuzzled my face into her sticky bush. I licked up my cum from those wonderful strands. I savored the feel of them. They tasted so delicious. I licked again, trembling from the flavor of the thick spunk.My girl-spunk.God, this was hot. Mom trembled. She stared down past her boobs, still covered by that dress, to lock staring at me with quivering, blue eyes.. The prostitutes were trying to avoid too much stimulation, and that cut into the stimulation that their clients got. Betty did rescind the order about no orgasms for the prostitutes, but she did order that their clits be removed surgically. That way, the prostitutes could have an orgasm only if their G-spots were adequately stimulated. That certainly improved the quality of the fucks as far as the customers were concerned, and the prostitutes had no choice but to cooperate.At one point, some. Most are married to white guys, and a couple married to Asians. There are Thai girls, Pinay, Malay, couple of Indonesians and one Laotian. They all work in health care, with a couple on Harley Street, where the UK’s top consultants work.They are all as hot as fuck. I mean on a scale of 1-10, the lowest was a seven, and one was an easy ten, I will get to her later. They all came from the Home Counties and congregated in three or four groups; I focused on the ones at our table, but did meet a few.