“$150 to fuck my daughter and buy the cake,” my mother said, putting her arm around my shoulder. I gasped in shock. “And for you?” the futa asked, glancing at my anal mother. “I'm married, so $200 for me.” My shock only swelled. My mother had cheated on my futa-mother once with Leann, and now was selling her body? This was more surprising than that she would prostitute me. The futa grinned and pulled out her wallet. “Deal.” To be continued... One of our blowjob strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do have a glorious arse, absolutely magnificent,” he tells me as I flaunt it for him. Simone is running fifteen minutes late which heightens our anticipation and our sexual tension as we tease each other’s almost naked bodies. We both find it very exciting to share a new bi-sexual partner, most often a male at my insistence, though Roger is expecting a female today. Part of our excitement and turn on is seeing which one of us can get the most attention from our new sexual partner when they first arrive. teen We have tried a wide variety of methods to garner their attention whether male or female. A favourite one of mine is stand in front of a mirror with a knee length gown covering my front but completely undone at the back so my naked legs and arse can be seen in the mirror. Another one which my man particularly likes is when I wear nothing more than heels, a dash of perfume and a designer label blazer. For my man Roger it is having his thick eight-inch erection (which I have helped him achieve) poking out of a shirt or short dressing gown. He also likes to highlight his brunettes good suntanned body by wearing nothing but a skimpy athletic jock strap to highlight his arse, something that works very well for men. “I am here for your pleasure and my pleasure,” Simone smiles as she makes a bold entrance. She is a glamorous and very attractive blond, taller than most wearing heels, tight black leather slacks and a matching leather Brunette top with the zip opened enough to highlight her cleavage. “I have heard lots of good things about you two,” she tells us in a husky voice as she smiles and repeats, “lots of good things.” “And I hear that you are hung and thick Roger,” Simone taunts as she runs her hands over his naked tanned torso, then teases his nipples with her fingernails. I am determined to heighten Roger’s sexual enjoyment and pleasure as well as mine as I get Simone’s attention by walking in a circle around her to flaunt my naked arse. “Undo the button at the back for me Simone,” I whisper as I shrug off my top and let it fall to the floor. Fifteen seconds in, he let out a low groan and grabbed onto her thighs pulling her pelvis into his. She said yes he could and she would be there soon to pick us up. She thought. When her back was to me, she twisted her head around, the thick mane of hair flowed through the air and across her face just like a Selena Gomez shampoo commercial. Very obedient and smart. Aslaug began to shudder violently and foamy blood began to build up at� her mouth, she was in pain and dying as they watched. You go first. They effectively hid the fact that Brunette I was staring at their budding titties, and tight, virginal pussies. Standing with him she pushed her arm between Max’s jaws then grinned wildly when he stood calmly with his mouth wide open. She invited me for a sleepover tonight.” As her orgasm built within her body she pulled my hair hard and held my head in place, whispering “Oh yeah! It felt romantic, except for the guys jacking their cocks. She was horny for sure but wasnt in a rush. In the sexiest voice I could manage, I said, “If you give me another drink, I might just forget to close my door again when we go inside to change.” We’ve begun our decent into McCarran Airport. The woman's voice had an anal unexpected Southern twang. It was just so beautiful. "LARRY, IS THAT YOU?" she turned, to teen see his handsome face as he crouched down. They looked like military or something. “You know it's polite to give a lady a warning before you do that,” I teased. "What?" Cali was moaning in the background, cumming on Vanessa's face. His wings twitched as he sank to his knees before me, kissing the tip of my shoe. She was in the process of making one last pass at herself—sniffing for strange odors—when a hand touched her back. Anyway, one of the guys said that he couldn’t tell who my 2 work colleagues were so he said that all the girls should brunettes get spanked. After having ducked blowjob any chance of the female moving van driver finding the bastard that left her with four babies to take care of, we settled down in one of the other towns of this Eastern Washington triumvirate.