I know that's not her back but hey, what's a guy to do?I added some more lotion to my hands and proceeded to massage her butt cheeks. She let out a so...t moan and that was the sign I needed. I then parted her ass and began to massage her soaking wet pussy from behind. she must have been enjoying herself because she was dripping. I quickly found her clit and began to rub it with her arousal. Her pussy was so slick I couldn't help but slide a finger inside her. Mmmm she let out a loud moan and. Turns again and opens her eyes."Rapina! You were good last night. Too good for straight little girl - I didn't know you were so completely bi - or perhaps you have always been completely lesbian but never had the opportunity to know yourself properly?" Spaseeba, Gaspazha but I don't think I really am. I did what you wanted of me..." Yes you did, didn't you? And that was all it was, was it?" She looks at me in a way that tells she doesn't believe it. She doesn't care though. "Good," she goes on.. My blood begin to boil as I thought of future lost pleasures.“Furthermore not only will I not stand for that filth to be in my home I will not allow anyone so perverted as to watch such a disgusting thing…”My cock started to stir to life as I watched my mom's heaving breasts as she screamed at me. Even though mom was thirty-eight-years-old she was a well stack thirty-eight-year-old bitch. I had often fantasized on fucking her every which way. And as I stood before her being admonished by her. Customers would know right off whothey were while the waitresses in turn were required to call them, "Sir." I so wanted my name on a Turbulence nametag.Suddenly, I was woken from my bimbo surveillance of the club by a gentletug on my arm from Richard who seemed aware that I was going into one ofmy little trances. Holding Richard's hand and prancing behind him weapproached the door of the manager.Richard and the manager, who was welldressed and about 65 exchanged handshakes. He then turned.