She knew her daughter was aware that she made a lot of her income from the soft porn films that all the hotels showed around the clock to keep the cus...omers happy. There was no hard sex being done as advertised. All she had to do was keep her face twisting and making all those contortions that showed she was getting it bad just out of sight of the camera and that at some point she lost all sense of reason and logic because she had fallen into a gigantic orgasm that made her a frenzied hunk of. But Charlotte wasn't hurt she wasjust orgasming and her juices flowed over Rachel's facelike a waterfall."Again!" Charlotte cried and Rachel went back to her task.Charlotte had obviously been in need of attention for sometime as their session lasted for hours. When Rachel finallymade her way to bed, Jason was waiting there with a knowinggrin on his face."You... you!" Rachel stuttered. "When did you find out?"Jason leaned up onto his elbows, "A few days ago. I wasdoing what I could to come on to. What was she doing? She was going to feast on a beautiful naked young man and here she was, about to wear dowdy sweat pants and a loose thick t-shirt that hid all signs of femininity. No, enough was enough. She was going to be bold and naughty. Roger wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. She quickly took off her tight bra, her breasts springing forward, nipples hardening. She found the thin white t-shirt that she sometimes wore under a dress. It was tight and just long enough to cover her. As if she knew what I was thinking, she sat down straddling the ottoman, patting the spot in front of her and looking up at me. I hesitantly walked over, sitting to straddle the other side of the ottoman facing her with my knees brushing hers. My negligee hiked up along my thighs, leaving me feeling that my waxed pussy was open and so exposed to her along with my desires. She reached up cupping my cheeks in her hands while looking deep into my eye, softly she placed her lips to mine pressing.