“Please ... please take me, Ms. Mancuso!” another patron, a mother of six, pleaded with Zoe, while I gave the thumbs-up: a maternal type was exact...y what she needed in her absence to help calm and soothe things in Zoe’s household ... plus her desperation should make her nice and compliant.“What do you think, Jack?” Zoe looked at me, even as the man sitting with the young mom grimaced and scowled at both of us.“Claim her. Ignore him. He’s clearly not gonna make the grade, but she’s hardly a lost. ...then Iwant to take you somewhere public."God, that game again? She had to admit it was kinky enough when they didit two weeks ago. There in the mall. Nothing on beneath her little skirt.Her full breasts bouncing with every step. So many hungry eyes on her.Then finding ways to show herself to Mitch. With him following her up thestairs. Bending down and picking up something she dropped. He had takenher from behind in a dressing room. Delicious. It was great fun. But now,things weren't fun. They drove on, proudly displaying their pussies. Wilmington, Baltimore, and now 495 around DC. The next trucker up was already looking as they pulled alongside. Word of these two good looking girls in the little red Toyota showing their stuff had spread quickly on the CB. Little did they know they were mother and daughter. Lauren was getting more aroused and the Percocet was not holding her back. She reached down and began to massage her pussy through her tan thongs. Grace’s panties were soaked. I sat on the sofa a million thought running through my head, I had never realized how beautiful Reshma was and now she had given me a clear signal she wants me to notice her. As these thoughts were running in my mind I heard Reshma calling me from the bed room. She was asking me to come into the bedroom. I quickly got up and went into the bedroom, i’ll never for get the sight I saw, she was standing there in her towel which just covered the bear minimum, I was fast loosing my control, she asked.