"Ask John to come here, will you, sweetie?"John came over still laughing at a joke Greg had told. "Yeah, Mom, what is it?" John, honey, I have another... birthday present for you." Cool! What?" Me." Huh?" Me, honey. I want to take you to bed and let you try your best to get back where you came from." Huh?" I want to fuck you, baby. Or have you fuck me. Whichever."John stared at his mother. "You serious?"Molly nodded. "Sure am, baby. A special present for the new man in this family. Anyway, you. "More than that." It really was like getting blood out of a stone. He was the least talkative bloke I'd ever seen. I shuffled a little closer to him on the sofa, just to try to get his attention--my ample cleavage was still on show above the zip on Nigel's jacket. "How much, do you think?" He shrugged again, "Fifteen hundred quid, I'd have thought." "Shit," I said, "So it'd be a bargain if I could get it for five hundred." He nodded. A plan was forming in my head. I thought I could see a way--a. The fingers of one hand jiggled his balls back and forth. Then she lifted off his cock altogether, surveyed her creation a moment, then smiled up at him warmly."Hard enough?" she asked, her eyes twinkling lewdly. "Or you want me to suck it some more?" Better give the other fellows a chance," Saunders suggested, taking his cock in hand and keeping it primed.She hobbled on her knees to her right and pulled the second prick towards her. It was very erect and soared out in her fist. She quickly. After paying out the house, I usually don’t come home with anything,” Melanie admitted truthfully.“We?” Nicole picked up on the fact that Melanie had mentioned another girl.“Savannah works there too,” Melanie said.“Shit! She didn’t look old enough to me!” Nicole observed.“Her dad is one of the owners of the strip club,” Melanie said truthfully.“Oh, it must be nice to be friends with the boss’s daughter! They probably give you so many privileges. You can come and go as you please!” Nicole.