My semi stiff crotch brushed against her sides and buns more than once. Soon I noticed that she was ever so slightly pushing back and lingering.Then s...he just turned to face forward and nicely presented her boy buns to me. And I immediately pressed into her. The warmth of her butt crack made me hard and I just pushed in as she arched into me snuggling against my hardness and her shoulders pressed into my chest, elbows nudging my waist and stomach.She looked back at me and got off the bus, I. I owe to big time remember. I’ve got the best son ever. Now how about some late breakfast?”“Sure.”He gave my hair a soft tussle and we went downstairs to get some breakfast. Ashley joined us in the kitchen a little later and helped grill some burgers for us and the guys and by the time it was 2pm, the house was teeming with teenagers. Dad put Ashley in charge and retreated to his room for some rest on his day off. Despite feeling young, he was still middle aged, and all the sex was no doubt. I smiled, reassured her to feel free to run her evening how she wished. She relaxed a bit, asked me about myself. No actual business transaction was done here. Jamie takes care of that herself, privately. It's best that way. Women are not like men. There is a big psychological difference between a woman escort and a male one. A male client can get a big sexual rush slipping some bills into his 'date's' thong. For a woman, handing cash over can be awkward, to say the least. We made small talk.. "I want you to go away, leave me alone, leave me alone!"Lazily, seductively, Debbie stepped up to him and stood so that her large, firm young breasts were almost touching the front of his shirt. "There's no use in trying to kid me, honey. I can see how much you want me. I can see it by the big bulge there in your pants. You've got a hard-on just thinking about fucking, you can't deny it, sweet. Your big cock gives you away."Her obscene words, her bold actions, sent Ken's mind into a whirlpool.