Her pussy gaped wide.Mom: Both the toys aren’t satisfying as a hard cock would. Why am I thinking of my own boy’s hard cock? Ahh! I want to feel g...ilty, but all I feel is horny and wet.“Love you, mom,” I thought in my mind.Mom positioned herself in the doggy style and rubbed her clit with the buttplug. Her back arched, and her shaved asshole and pussy were exposed like when she was wiping the floor a few weeks ago.I bolted the main door and rushed into the living room just like I would do when. I was mostly watching TV but occasionally I would mark the position of her hands as they inched their way up his thigh every time she leaned in to look at the contract.Before long, I looked over and they were kissing. Man, the sight of my girlfriend rubbing on another guys crotch and making out with him was making me hot as hell. I started rubbing her pussy through her leggings and could feel by the heat she was really turned on. She stood up, slid her leggings off, and laid back on the couch. Many women in that position preferred females but the male was needed to be escorts for them when they were required to attend important social functions. After the night was over, she could keep him for the night or for the rest of one's life. It was her choice. Bisexual women among the Elite could have both a man and a woman to use for their own pleasure. Although it was frowned upon, a man in a high ranking position of leadership could have a man too. But he needed a mistress to accompany. ” Some times it was necessary to walk back up the side street when we spotted a police car coming down the road.Several cars slowed to check us out and finally one car made a second and third run by us and turned on to the side street and stopped. As we walked to the car the passenger side window was lowered. Jane leaned over and said to the black driver, “Looking for a date handsome?”“Depends, what the going rate?”“Depends on what kind of date you are looking for tonight. What do you.