He took out the license and saw her picture – she looked pretty even on anonymous background of the licensing center. He read her name – Amber Cal...lahan, not Diane. He didn’t blame her, there was no point giving her real name to a strange man. He read her description: hair – brown, eyes – brown, height – 5’ 3”, weight – 108 pounds. Her date of birth made her twenty-six. Her address was in suburban Orange Country, outside LA. Then he put it away and walked out of the shower, out of the truck stop. ” He caressed my thighs some, then licked and sucked some more.My son got his first taste of pussy – my pussy. It wasn't going to be his last! He was turning out to be a quick study. “Ooh son, that’s really nice!” I was enjoying this as much as he was.I got to the point where I was really wet and said, “Oh Jeff, I want you to fuck me. I don't like using this kind of language, but fuck me! I want you to fuck your mom!” I’d had my tubes tied, so fortunately he didn't need a condom. I guided him. ”Lori pulled out and pushed two fingers back inside.“Harder,” Angie moaned and pushed her hips up.Lori’s mouth closed over her clit, sucking and flicking it with her tongue, while she fucked her harder and faster.“Oh yeah, that’s it.”Angie slid closer to the edge of the couch, pressing herself harder onto Lori’s mouth. She squirmed and panted and tried to close her legs, even as she pulled Lori closer. She stopped fucking Angie with her fingers and gripped her thighs to keep her open.Lori’s. His uncle had been firm about their keeping their distance from one another at work."What's that about?" his father wanted to know."Beats me," Benny admitted. What had been a temporary job until something better came along had become interesting. Not content to be just a clerk, Benny had expanded his role within the legal department to become an integral cog in the works. He had cataloged the claims, assigning a numerical value to each file, based on its probability of going to trial.His charts.