“Mom and I talked this over. First, that was a test and you just passed it. But any time you want to taste my pussy it is fine with me.” She smile....“Second, you need to know something really important before anything else goes on between you and mom.”Now I was worried, because Dara was never serious, at least not in the time I had known her. She was usually living her life on the edge of flirting and flat out overt sexual addiction.“Mom says that you two have not had sex yet and that she. Come on babe, dont worry, he coaxed. You have amazing boobs! I knocked his hand off before he could touch my chest, but it returned immediately. Stop! I squeaked again. He wouldnt listen and suddenly he was cupping my breast, squeezing it in the palm of his hand through my dress. I didnt know what to do and my scared, drunken reaction was to slap him on the face. What the fuck? he roared, suddenly angry. Before I knew it he pushed me and I fell on my back on the porch, knocking my head on the. The kiss was really hot and made me shift gears rapidly from being all business to being all something else. At her suggestion, we tumbled into my bedroom and made love. She was hot, energetic, and expressive. I hadn’t recalled what an expert at dirty talk she was, but then Megan shared many of those same skills. I also logged that I had again serviced a mother-daughter team.After our tryst, we showered and redressed. Only then did we get down to business. I showed her the presentation on. Both times he woke up with a hangover, bruised balls, a sore dick and very little recollection of the festivities. Later Will got invites to three bachelor parties where the requisite females for hire plied their trade. Will felt out of place at these parties. He was uncomfortable and they did not turn into positive sexual experiences. Will assumed the roll of an observer and attempted to stay out of the action. The final party he attended truly would be the last. Will became the butt of jokes.