Well I'll take care of them, thanks. Bye.OK babe, bye.Joan walked back to the front porch, opened the door and greeted the two, again. "I'm sorry. My ...usband confirmed that your suppose to work on the pool decking. Here, I'll show you around back." She showed the two workmen the back gate and then let them get started bringing in their supplies. She watched them unload their truck and thought to herself that they really did looked like a father-son tandem. The father, Vincent, appeared to be in. ”“It’s not supposed to feel good. You are my son, for Christ sake! It’s supposed to….Oh fuck! Oooh fuck! Ohhhh yes!”“Is that the spot, Mum?” Tom said softly. She raised an arm an held his head. “Is that my Mum’s pleasure centre?”“Oh SHIT! YES! NO! NO! I mustn’t….WE mustn’t. Oh Yes! Oh for the love of God YES! YES! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!”“That’s it, Mum. Come on! Cum for me! Let your son feel all that lovely juice flowing.”Janice screamed as she felt his middle finger the length of. My hands are on your hips as I feel you begin to gently rotate and grind on me. We fit together so well, you and I. Do you like the way my pubic bone feels on your clit? Do you like the pressure on your little nub as you squeeze your cunt around my hard cock? Because it feels so good, baby. So fucking good. Kiss me again. Let me suck on your tongue while you fuck me, while my hands grasp your ass pulling you hard against me, while your tits mash into my chest. You can feel me pushing my hips. Her smile gleamed at the unspoken submission I had just offered up to her. I cringed at being called that name but couldn't find the right words to stand up for myself, with having just handed her money for her pedicure a second time.It was now official; I had become Emilia's pedicure provider, and from that point forth she'd expect me to fulfil my responsibility whenever she required it. If I didn't, I wouldn't be seeing those feet.~~~The next few months saw that trend continue. I got to see.