For the right tip I could find out how that sweet pussy felt under my fingers. It was always nice to smell pussy on my fingers at the end of the nigh... if nothing else happened.I was in one club in the early evening when the manager approached me and asked if I was interested in bar-tending. After telling him I knew only what I had observed from the front side of the bar he hired me saying I could learn. But I would be starting at another, smaller club on the far side of town.I was really. So, it was the day just before mom’s birthday. Dad was out of town for work. It was only my mom, my brother and I at home. My brother and I decided to surprise mom with a cake. I told my brother that I have some work in the office. I will bring the cake with me. But I will be late to come home.I will come after 10 and give him a call. He will open the main door so that I can come in silently. Mom won’t notice the cake since she would be in her room sleeping. My brother and I agreed to the plan. I was about ready to eat her up, and by the inviting look in her eyes, we were on the same page."You should know, Penny, that as a member of our little group, you are expected to always reciprocate the pleasure that someone else gives you. Only Holly doesn't have to abide by this rule." I had figured that part out yesterday. "So just as I pleasured you, the expectation is that you give back."I nodded my head in understanding. It seemed like a simple and logical enough rule. I began crawling. Well, thenmaybe I'll let you use them." But honey - I -" You what?" I asked derisively. "You let some fucking air out of hertires? Going to make her suffer by stopping by the service station toput some more in? Yeah, I saw you. I saw it all." But - but..." he stammered."But nothing. These balls are full of cum and full they will stay,until you teach that bitch a lesson. And the price has just gone up.You got me?"He refused to answer, so I helped him along by squeezing his ballsuntil he said,.