I guess it was my upbringing. Mother and Father taught me to work. Some lessons aren’t forgotten even after 250 years. However since I didn’t HAVE...to work, I was able to look around for something that fit my wants and needs. Something exciting, interesting and most importantly, something that could be done at night. I was amazed that I found it. Allan Pinkerton had an amazingly advanced opinion of the capabilities of females and hesitated not at all in hiring me. Nor did he have a problem with. I reachedforward for his silky-smooth young cock. As he sank forward, Iguided it towards my pussy. As it slipped through my hand, it lefta cool slimy trail of pre-cum across my palm. He paused as thehead hit me square between my pussy lips. He looked inquiringlyat me. In answer, I raised my palm to my mouth, deliberatelylicked off his spunk while staring into his eyes, and said "FuckMommy."He did.I felt every inch of his young meat slide into me, and I knew Iwould do anything for his. Great, rolling waves of her climax broke in her vagina, and she shook her ass violently in response, gritting her teeth and moaning through them. "Hold on, baby," he said. "I'm not far behind you--so tight and boiling in your little pussy--fucking my sweet daughter, fucking my beautiful kid--here it comes!" His discharge thundered hissing into her vagina, sending a deluge of wonderful semen splashing inside her. Her womb tightened, and her. Our eyes meet and you allow yourself a small smile that touches my heart and pussy in equal measure.I bid you to stand and of course you obey our eyes locked together saying more than words ever can. I bend my head and our lips meet, just a light brushing of lipstick on lipstick. The tip of your tongue runs along my top lip as you taste me, my hand slipping softly under the hem of your nightdress caressing your buttocks through the silky pink panties I bought for you to show my love and which.