Can you imagine me wagging my finger “Now Justin! Next time a pimp tries to come at you and take your bitches, then I want you to reason with him be...ore you resort to violence!”It would have been absurd. Instead, I asked Betty what I came there to ask.“How can you be so sure I’d be good at webcamming? I have never done it before,” I asked her.“Well, you are hot and you are excited about it and if it something you really want to do then the only way to really be sure is just do it,” Betty. ,she is about 5 ft 8 , slimmish, quite short strawberry blonde hair, tanned, and quite busty (38d)She was wearing a long white maxi dress with white bra and thong which were rather visible through her dress and she wore some black platform heels , she looked rather hot for a 46 year old.As we walked into the hotel resteraunt i couldnt keep my eyes of my mums thong which was clearly visible to all.we sat down and ate our meal and afterwards walked down to the outdoor bar where evening. She hadn't paid enough attention and hit another car. She had got out to have a look but didn't see any damage on either car so she shrugged her shoulders and got back in to her car and parked next to the car she had hit.When she got back loaded up with shopping she saw the note on her car. It was from the owner of the car she had hit telling her to make contact on the telephone number given on the note to discuss how she had scratched the car. Someone else witnessed it and had told the owner. You can still smell your arousal. You try to rub your thighs together to cum, but it's impossible! You scream into your gag!You notice I'm talking to a cute woman on the curb before going into the station building. And fear it's someone we know! You see me pointing to the truck. And you can see its no one we know, but who are you?? As I enter the building. The woman is now walking toward you, and there is not a damn thing you can do to get out of the situation! She walks behind the truck out of.