You’ve got the boobs, the look. I think you should be fine. How old are you?”Lindsey blushed at being talked to this way. What did all that have t...o do with the job? “I—uh, 22. Do you work there?”The woman smiled. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. And don’t worry about the money, sweetie. Believe, me, this is the way to go. You need money? Honey, with this job, you’ll be rich in a month, minnimum. I was able to go from thrift stored to Prada and Coach in a week flat.”Lindsey gasped. That would be. I dared to peek out of the corner of my eye, and saw that moms eyes were closed. Now I could finally get a good look! Moms breasts were clearly visible, her nipples dark underneath the fabric. I wondered, what it would feel like to touch them. I could see moms knickers, and there was a bit of a shadow in front. Was she leaking, like I always do? Oh boy! I want her so bad! I want to lift up her leg and kiss her foot, I want to……….crap – shes looking! Seeing Timmy look so hungrily at my crotch,. "Sarah shook her head and looked at Adam."Is this OK?" she asked as she shifted her legs over his hips. "I won't take long, I promise."Looking into Sarah's big blue eyes – and seeing her generous breasts sway enticingly – Adam could deny her nothing. Once again he felt Shelly's hand on the base of his cock."Jesus, Allie, did you piss the bed?" she asked as she lined up Adam's dick with Sarah's pussy."You try almost fucking for seven hours and see how wet you are," Allie said."I did," Shelly. I looked through them one by one. When my Sara’s face beamed out at me, I felt the warm glow in my chest that I still got whenever I looked at her. I ran my finger over the picture on the screen. No, this had to be a sick joke. I was thinking about giving up when the phone rang.‘Hello Boss.’‘Hello Ivan, that was quick. Have you got something for me?’‘I’ve got good and bad I’m afraid.’‘OK, give me what you’ve got.’‘The bad news is that the email was sent from an internet cafe in Berwick on.