Jen potted them and said “I wonder what I am going to ask for when I win”. She missed her next shot and the guy went to the table saying “get re...dy to strip honey, because this game is over”. With that he played the 6 ball off the 9 ball potting it and winning the game. “Strip, strip, strip” chanted the guys. Jen looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders and said “you took the bet”. She smiled, turned to the guys and said “ok guys, get ready for a show”. She stood up on the pool table and started. “Brady! If he touches her I’ll kill him!” I said through gritted teeth. Linda and Kristy both looked concerned when I said his name. “We need to go,” Linda said, picking up her purse. I handed the shopping bag from Kate’s to Kristy and asked her to give it to Riley and tell who it was from, then hurried to the parking lot with Linda. I scanned streets and parking lots for Brady’s truck as we drove through town, but never saw it. Once outside of town, I drove as fast as I dared on the dark. Margaret's hunger for cock-sucking and cum-gulping had grown even stronger since she'd begun fucking both the young studs. Hardly a moment passes in the day that she isn't thinking hungrily of the pleasure of sucking cock, of stuffing a really big one into her mouth and slurping out its rich, sappy load of spunk. Again the horny mother opened her mouth wide, plunging her open lips onto the tasty stiffness of Walter's cock. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure of cock-sucking. Her. ‘For that kind of money, I’d dance naked at a Baptist convention. That would be a good down payment on a new car,’ she said. ‘Little Rosie is getting real tired and is going to be needing some major work. Time to trade her in.’ The Steven Hicks studios were located in a trendy little mall in La Jolla. Steve served us wine while we talked over the trip then he showed us into the studio where he started off shooting some Polaroids of Jenifer while we continued talking. ‘Sara tells me that this.