Yes, we were financially going through a tough time after my dad’s death. But never even in my wildest of dreams could I imagine mom being an escort... to support us financially. With fear, I stepped near her and my cock was now directly in front of her face. As she reached with her mouth towards my cock our eyes met.It was my MOM. My very own mother was naked in front of me being fucked by me and my friends. I thought I would fall off. Mom saw the shock in my face and understood the situation.. “Are you holding the ladder? I’m coming down.” “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” As I placed my right foot on the next step down, I was aware that Katie had not moved her hand. As I descended, her hand just went further up my skirt, until she had succeeded in pushing the hem up and was stroking her fingers between my legs. “Katie, stop it!” “Why, don’t you like it!” “Of course I do.” “Well then. The door’s closed if someone comes, it just looks like I’m holding the ladder.” “Right. With my. Nice and cool." Will you make one for me? I have to go and change." OK."She looked very sexy when she returned. Stay up stockings, high heels and a thin, see through negligee. She took her glass from the table and sat down on a chair, with her legs sufficiently spread for me to enjoy the sight of her trimmed pussy."Cheers, dear." She took a swig of her drink. "You're right, this is lovely on a warm day." So are you." Flatterer. You make this old wife feel like she was. Lovely." But you are. Was. I wish I had had one at the front door when Ben came earlier.”Beth and Heather both nodded. Heather said, “I want to pick up some clothes for the summer. What I have embarrasses me when I’m in public. Dad made me get them and wear them. I like to be sexy but those outfits were way over the line.”I said, “Let’s have that discussion again outside for the cameras.” They both nodded. We went outside.Heather said, “I want to do some shopping. My dad would make me wear clothes that I don’t like to.