I can give you money.” The girl reached inside her vest carefully and pulled out a check. “I-I've got some hidden inside of Elvis, too.”Ricky ...natched the check from her hand and glanced at it. “What the fuck am I going to do with a check? And who's Elvis?”“My teddy bear.”Mother of FUCK. She was just a kid. Ricky started to feel all sorts of guilty when he decided to glance over at the unconscious woman. That made him feel all sorts of angry again. But his conscience was still alive and. Would you like to join me for a meal?” “I’ve got nothing else arranged. Where have you got in mind?” “La Maison Déclassé,” Fatima suggested, mentioning a restaurant that was known to be both expensive and fashionable. Susan readily agreed and the two of them were soon sitting opposite each other ignoring the stares they were attracting from the other guests (particularly the male ones). Fatima kept on her dark glasses and smiled broadly at Susan after they’d ordered the first two courses. “I. She let out a loud moan as she tensed raising her ass off the floor. I arched my back and began to shutter as I felt my cum begin to shoot deep inside her. She pulled me into her with her legs as I squirted my cum again and again. I had never cum so much at one time, I thought it would never stop.She loosened her grip on me letting her legs fall to the floor. My cock throbbed so hard it almost hurt as I slowly pulled it out of her. I laid on my side with my head between her legs as I licked up. "You can't tell me you're not enjoying this Mrs B."My mother didn't reply. She merely sat there, head bent forward, allowing his fingers to continue their caress.Both Mark's hands moved out along her shoulders and I watched as he used them to turn her towards him.Despite the dimly lit room, for the first time I could see my mother's expression and though my view was partially obscured by Mark's body, I nevertheless caught a sight of her breasts .They appeared firmer, more rounded than I could.