‘What’s going on?’ Cassidy asks Greyson as they peer through a pair of Steiner binoculars. ‘Looks like an exchange. Maybe a payment of some ki...d.’ ‘What the hell would this guy need money for? Was the whole thing staged?’ Cassidy asks dropping the binoculars. She looks at Greyson incredulously. ‘You better get your ass on board if you still think this guy is on our side.’ Greyson pulls away his pair of binoculars. ‘Oh you better believe whatever the fuck is going on here it ain’t right. This. .. Do me, or neither of us gets what she wants.”As much as she was disgusted by the thought of licking her mother’s ass hole, Yvette needed satisfaction, and knowing this was the only way she could get it, she quickly moved behind her mother and darted her tongue in and out of her mother’s anus as deep and quick as she could while her mother reached back between her own legs and teased playfully with Yvette’s clitoris, keeping her daughter on the edge of an orgasm.It didn’t take long before mom. He groaned. She jumped. He groaned some more.Continuing this sliding motion for a while, she suddenly moved a little too far and his cock slipped back inside her and she began to moan loudly. She felt him entering her again and this time it felt a little easier, perhaps because they were both covered with her juices. Gaining in confidence, he unexpectedly thrust a little harder and the tip of his cock entered her all the way. He grabbed her hips with his hands and continued to thrust deep into. On an impulse, she called the mobile number on her own mobile, and heard the baritone, husky voice say "Hello". Her stomach flipped. She disconnected fast. As she sat staring at the clock, the phone buzzed. He was calling back.All I heard was heavy breathing, then the click, click, click, and the dial tone. I was all cleaned up and walking up toward the Village, thinking I might go hear the Jazz at the Voice for a while. It occurred to me that the woman from the club might be calling, she had.