"Have you had lunch?" That's your lunch? Mom, come on. At least have a salad or something.There's a kitchen fight below us. Get something decent, will... you?" It's plenty," Carolyn waved her daughter off. "Come sit."They discussed the new uniforms for the servers and the issues thathad plagued Carolyn that morning. "Oh, and to top off all of that,"Carolyn said disgusted, "We need a new teenaged Louisa like yesterday.Whoever we find will have to do a lot of work to get ready for theparties next. With his eyes still locked on hers, he freshened up but the expression of spent sex lingered on his face like a mask. Once finished, he turned and the dangling anaconda flushing between his legs whispered its sweet good morning to her. Opening the shower door, he stepped in and within seconds, was on his knees with her towel full of Be Enchanted in his hands. He pried her legs open with one long finger, his eyes deliciously connected with hers with such fiery compassion and absorbing lechery.. Before I knew it, the evening was over and it was time for bed.Tuesday when I played my messages, mom cheerfully updated me on family news and then reminded me of the party Friday night. Lovely, another set-up for me ... she hated that I wasn't married yet. She was determined to find someone for me, so there was no use telling her I could find my own man. The second message was a hang-up. It was the third one that caught my attention though."I'm getting excited for the game, Mick! Want to bet. “Oh, god...”Carlotta’s knees buckled. Jason caught her, but instead of lifting her back up, slowly lowered her until she was kneeling before him. Her mouth filled with saliva as he unbuckled his pants, and pulled out his hard cock - the thick, meaty cock that she’d been daydreaming about for almost a week now.“Jason...”“Suck it,” he said authoritatively, and before Carlotta could object, or point out that they had work to do, or that maybe they shouldn’t, he’d parted her lips and his thickness.