It was my turn now, but my heart was pounding too hard, my mouth too dry to speak.“What about you, Peter? Anything of mine that you want to try? Any...thing you want me to do?”Her mouth curved into a smile, Ravishing-red perfectly painted on her lips and waiting to be smeared. Her chest stilled like she was holding her breath, and her fingers clenched, gripping the outer edges of my bulge. I wanted more. I wanted Anna on her knees, mouth open.Say it. “Fifty dollars.” Fuuuck. What the fuck was. My mom didn't pack as much as I figured she would. All she brought was a carry on bag. I told her it would be hot and hoped she brought her bathing suit for the hotel pool. She smiled and said of course she did. We got to the airport a little late so we rushed on the plane and were in the air in no time. My mom sat next to the window and I was the only one next to her. We were flying above the city and she asked if I wanted to lean over her to have a look. I leaned over her and we were both. But thankfully the job tonight looked like a regular baby-sitting job, and she could probably be a few minutes late before the client called to complain to the agency."There it is!" she exclaimed to herself, glad that she had finally found the house. She parked her car at the curb, and then walked up to the house. She looked at her watch and saw that she had just made it on time. She breathed a sigh of relief and knocked on the door.A minute later the door was opened by a man who looked to be. ’ ‘What a coincidence, girls, boys or both playing?’ ‘Three girls, why?’ ‘YOU BASTARD!! I see the same three girls!’ My wife and I look at each other, she yells at me calling me a cheater. That she only came on three months ago. That she saw on my profile I have been a member for almost a year. She asked if I ever cybersex with anyone else. I told her this was my first cyber experience. After she calmed down, we talked long into the night. I reminded her that she decided on no more intimacy..