Turning back to Josh, he presented it across the desk. Josh took it and glanced it over. 'I, the undersigned, hereby agree to blah, blah, blah . A fe...ale of the following appearance: blah, blah, blah . Satisfaction guaranteed.' Josh had never seen that before either. They guaranteed satisfaction? What a place! "Just sign at the bottom," said the bartender, motioning to the pen on the desk. Josh took the pen, glanced over the contract one last time, and signed his name. "Very good, sir." . They made eye contact with each other and smiled. "No", said the redhead. "She's my best friends mother. You know, the blonde girl you gave your business card to. I only call her "mom" because I look up to her."At that point I relaxed and knew what was to come would be epic! Karen, the older lady papered to be in her early to late 40's. She wore rings on all her fingers. They were long and were tipped with well-manicured, red painted nails. Many necklaces dangled down between her heavy. Kara's butt, which Tommy had thought of as 'cute' the summer before, was now downright sexy and stretched the fabric of the pajamas tightly across her backside. The pajamas were snug and now, just a foot or two away from them, it was evident to Tommy that Kara indeed had nothing under them.Kara restarted the movie when she returned and although Tommy tried to keep his attention on the movie and not on the girl with her head in his lap, he was unable to keep his hormones in check and the part of. We stumbled over to the lounge and he fell on top of me kissing still. I had nothing on under my robe so he was easily rubbing my breasts and soaking pussy. We had to be quiet which made the intensity so much stronger. I love my (then) fiancé and I loved that he let me fuck other guys and girls but I had discovered something along my journey to being a slut. I loved sneaky, risky, dangerous sex the most. The rush was addictive. So who better to secretly fuck as often as possible, than my.