She spread the gash open as far as it would go. Her clit dangled out of the rippling lips and the she teethed it, eliciting another howl from Beatrice....Beatrice was beside herself."Oh that's soooo nice", she breathed."Oh yes, oh yes, right there. Right there!"The girl was sucking and laving the swollen clitoral bud. It had fully ripened below her caresses. It was as big as an erect nipple.The girl worked her untiringly, moaning into the sopping pussy as she feasted upon her. From time to time. As she opened the door to the suite she laughed, and thought, $1000 for doing what I love, damn is this a great country or what? Who said hookers were dumb? Beth changed clothes. She knew they were going to a formal dinner that night. She got out a floor length velvet gown that fit her glorious body like a glove, The top was low cut exposing just the right amount of her tits. It was slit high up one leg revealing her great looking legs each step. High heels and matching sheer hose that didn't. "OK little lady, take slow shallow breaths and everything willbe fine." I calmed down and took her advice. At least I wasn't going topass out but I still had problems breathing. She placed the forms in thebra and pulled by own cleavage together. The corset helped keep themtogether and with the forms, I looked like a had a real set of tits."Now go sit at the vanity and apply the foundation as I showed youyesterday. After applying the foundation she came over and worked on myface for another half. “I told him we didn’t want him Daddy because we didn’t. Mark didn’t need a little brother who was quiet and creepy and neither did Abigail. You only brought him here because you love Mom. I told him that he wasn’t one of us and that he wasn’t to interfere with our lives while he was living here,” Beth explains as I sit on the edge of my desk in shock,” Besides this isn’t about Guy it’s about Mom, is she alright?” My daughter seems to be proud of herself as she tells me about what happened.