She could not hide the "ripping" sound of the zipper opening.The humiliated woman bowed her head and stooped over as she put her thumbs around the top...of her shorts and pushed them down. Once they cleared her thighs, the fell until they caught on the top of her lumberjack boots. She crossed her arms in front of her as she raised first one foot and then the other to scrape the garment past her boots.Kelly stuck her middle finger under her swimsuit hem and pulled out to stretch the fabric away. That’s the best. Oh, my god, I’m cumming so hard! Mom ... yes!”“You’re squirting all your nasty cum on your mother’s thighs. Your pussy is convulsing on your mother’s fingers.” Mom shuddered, spanking my ass again. “Oh, you are such a slut. A futa-slut!”“I am, Mom!”“I bet you want your mother to suck your girl-cock!”“I do!” I howled, my back arching, the ecstasy boiling through my mind.“I bet you want to fuck your mother! To fuck the pussy that gave you birth! Don’t you!”“So badly, Mom!” I. Philip couldn't resist and before he left the quick mart, he asked Celia if she'd like to go out for dinner some evening."Sure, I'd love to, when would you like to do it?" Celia asked, her eyes sparkling brightly."What about tonight?" Philip offered as he half wanted Celia to see his erection in his pants and half didn't want her to know the lusty desire he was already feeling for her."Great, I get off work at 4:00 and here's my address," Celia said as she pushed a piece of paper with her home. ButI got four more, two executives, one budding politician and another ofprivate means, old money in the city.The last client of the day will be one of the executives. I will meetwith him this evening. Jeff had found in his background checks that theman was divorced, with no children, and his company is wellestablished. He began with me a month ago and I have seen him weeklyand feel it is time to now push his limits. I want him in awe of me butsometimes I have the feeling he is slightly amused.