Erin, is the mother of the family who fell in love with Jace when they met in college. She’s a strong-willed woman that didn’t fall for Jace becau...se of his charms but his kiddish behavior; she loves kids. She is quite happy in life just to have her little perfect family and wants nothing more than her children to succeed. Erin is a forty year old woman with an ever-young body; her supple C cup breasts rest above her thin waist that give way to curvy hips. She stands at five feet five inches and. My shirt was still unbuttoned so my breasts were still getting a workout with all the groping going on. It seemed these guys didn't mind that my tits were still covered in so much spunk that my shirt was soaked and sticking to me.I finally got to the door and made my way back to my seat the whole time looking around for security afraid word had gotten out about my little adventure in the men's restroom. I was covered in the evidence and smelling like a whore house. Either no one noticed or they. He doesn't think I know about it, but today, you're going to fuck your whore in it, and I'm that whore." I'd never call a lady a beautiful as you a whore. That's just not right," I told her."Well, if you don't treat me like a whore and use me the way I want, you can just go now," she said.Hearing that, I walked over to her and spun her around, forcing her to bend over in front of me, pressing her ass against me. "Then, you'll be my whore. Get down on your knees and let me see that cleavage. "The naked blonde, who had pissed in the john when Gerta had bathed Jack, staggered into the room, this time with Frankie on her arm."Are you two finished in here?" Frankie asked, an asshole grin on his face."We need someplace to fuck, don't we, sugar?"Frankie glanced at the big bosomed blonde, who was obviously drunk.Gerta looked at the pair in a scowling manner. "You sure have changed, you bastard. What that poor girl needs is a good night's sleep, not a fucking piece of ass!"Frankie thumbed.