While Kevin despised the man personally, he also felt there was something strange about his business relationships. He had seen unsavory characters co...me to the house for "business," and wondered what kind of business he did. In fact, he did a little investigation and found that Quentin owned some kind of import-export company. They seemed to be shipping and receiving stuff from all over the world.Kevin also wondered about his mother's sex life now. He could hear her moaning at night and. It’s a drive up hotel. You can park outside and walk right into the room. No need to go to the office.” I said. There was a short pause like she was getting direction from someone in the room with her. “See you on Friday sweetie.” Said Mrs. Smith. I stuck to a vow of no masturbating and not going next door to fuck my hot Latina whore which was almost impossible. She kept texting and sending my naughty pics of her big ass. I just kept thinking about Mrs. Smith and what I wanted to do to. I mean these human females were being treated like animals because just like me, they happened to have breasts and a vagina and yet, I felt that familiar tingle inside of me. I should be disgusted by the sight before me, not aroused. What was wrong with me?They were much larger than me, not exactly a high bar given my petite frame, but they were also quite muscular and powerful. Their large breasts jiggled slightly with each movement of their strong legs as the saliva dripped copiously from the. Get over here girl, sit astride me, take it all in! He swivels his chair around so he is facing the mirror again, I move to stand between his legs facing the reflection leaning over and sliding myself against his erection, coating his rod with my juices. His huge hands grab by under thighs, lifting me up, pulling my legs wide open to straddle his own, impaling me hard and deep onto his cock. I gasp and take a sharp intake of breath as my tiny cunt is forced to accommodate his huge shaft deep.