”“Uh, what should I do, invite her to the bar for a drink, buy her dinner first?”“Oh, Mr. Smith, this must be your first encounter with a work...ng girl. We don’t expect the niceties of an evening on the town unless you invite us. We are to serve you, if you want to take care of business immediately that is not unexpected nor considered rude. Call me when you know which door Angela should knock on. Now would you like to apply for our credit card, use your own or make a cash payment directly to. Neither seemed aware that I was there in the hot Texas night, watching the sordid drama in the parking lot. My cock throbbed as I sensed the heat in them both — no reason could tell me that I was not a part of this. I *WANTED* to partake, to get *MY* share of that young blonde’s mouth — and maybe more. I stepped out of my pants, hard, and stepped up behind the couple, touching the dominant woman’s cheek and signalling for silence. Our eyes met. She was obviously on something, pretty far gone —. I found the tee shirt I had on last night and walked out of the bedroom, looking in on the spare room, the husband of my fuck partner was there but no girlfriend. I walked downstairs and passed the lounge doorway; I glanced in to see my girlfriend sitting on the couch with her knees up and cuddling a cushion. Walking over I could see she had been crying, sitting down I asked what was wrong, and got a slap in the face. Taken back I said what the hell she then proceeded to let a go a stream of. “Oh ... yeah. That’s good. I love my mom and dad, too.” Ashley’s full range of thinking abilities hadn’t entirely returned to normal.Ashley leaned forward and sucked down Dave’s cock, every last inch, ensured his rigidity, and then steered the cockhead to her slit and gaping vagina. Dave slid in, as they both moaned in the ecstasy only lovers know. She moaned, “Oh, God, fuck yes! Fuck me! Make love to me! I love you.”After a few moments, Ashley asked her mother to sit on her face so she could.