We stood as clothing fell to the floor, My pants she undid on her knees and bent red toes, The same with my briefs, if you please, Then she made love ...o my semi until it was hard. She arose with a smile, satisfied, And fell to the bed of lasciviousness, “Help me off with my jeans,” she cooed, Tattered and two sizes tight, her generation’s garb. I tugged and pulled at the cuff of her slenderness, Her jeans yielded with giggles of youthfulness, And released the scent of her womanliness, Her. Shayla was about 52 tall, lean, long jet black hair and being the youngest, full of herself. She had boundless energy and was mischievously into everything and anything, always asking Whats that? What does that do? How much? Etc etc. To be honest she was tiring and I wasnt looking forward to 6 weeks of that! However the first day of the holidays arrived and Jade, Shaylas older sister brought her round. Jade was a stunner, if Shayla, sharing Jades features, grew up like her older sister, boys of. There are no glory holes in this establishment, but the next-to-the-last booths in the row have a viewing window between them. This works excellently at showing whoever might be in the next booth that you are available and exactly what you are available for.I plugged a dollar into the bill reader and sat down on the chair that I had carried in with me. With my pants down around my ankles and my thickening cock presented to the window between the booths, I started jacking away. It was only. Suddenly, my mom started to dress in jeans, skirts, mini dress. I thought she wanted to change her lifestyle and it was okay for me. Every day I saw my mother in a sexy dress flashing her assets as if she wanted to show them, I could see her nipples in her tight top, her underwear’s strip around her sexy waist. Her simple sight would make my cock grow. I thought to myself that what a fucking beauty my mom was. Even at this age her Zero size figure would make any man lust for her, I was no.