Damn, that old woman was hot in the sack.I could hear voices; Jules and Mom. I sat up as a spear of terror struck me; I can’t say what I was afraid ...f, it just seemed that no good could come of their meeting.I wrapped a towel around my hips as I crept to the doorway to eavesdrop.“What do you make, a couple of hundred an hour?” Jules asked.“Two fifty for new clients, two hundred for regulars.” Mom said.“So you do alright.” Jules said. I could hear the clicking and ticking of cutlery and crockery. Intense rapture pummeled my mind followed by the soothing bliss flowing out of my pussy. Waves of ecstasy washed across my mind. I whimpered, my body bucking and heaving, tits bouncing before me.Wendy’s bowels sucked at my futa-dick. She worked the cum out of my ovaries. Stars danced before me as the intense pleasure hit that wonderful peak. I hung there, spurting a final time into her writhing bowels, all of us gasping and moaning and crying out our pleasure.Then we descended into. Without thinking she pulled off the blouse, unclipped the broken bra and her large developing breasts bounced free, the flesh wobbling as it did. Without noticing she quickly pulled her blouse back around herself and buttoned it around the now naked plump breasts. That would have to do for today! She thought to herself as she placed her school tie loosely around her collar leaving it open down to the neckline where her blouse was open showing just a glimpse of her pale cleavage. Grabbing. I was moaning very loud which could not be head in the sound of heavy rain. Soon his tool was growing and was rock hard in few minutes of my stroking his balls. Mannu then came on me and entered, fully easily in the flood zone of my cunt.I raised my legs and locked him from the back. My hands dug into his bare back, and our mouths sealed. We had copulated and looked like Siamese twins. I loosened my thigh grips on him urging him to move up. Mannu made it look like the only heaven on earth,.