" Yes?" Why? Why are you – not just you, but Amy and Jessica and Dave, even Alison. Why are you doing this for me?" Well ... it's a bit of a long st...ory. Dave found me huddled on the saltings, oh, eight years ago, or so? With hypothermia. I nearly died. He picked me up and took me back to his boat where he was living, warmed me up, fed me, found me clothes. He probably saved my life. He adopted me, effectively. I asked him the same question. His answer was basically that helping people made him. "Or how about that pretty daughter of yours?" The fight immediately drained out of Lori knowing it was hopeless to fight the man. "Damn you," she muttered impotently. "Okay you bastard, you win... But look, I can't possibly be over in ten minutes. I'm downtown. I've got an appointment with a client in ten minutes. I can't possibly get over until after lunch." Ken was not a stupid man and knew Lori's work schedule was extremely flexible. She could be anywhere without answering directly to. He leaned forward until his head was almost at her cheek and she told him, “May I ask you to do me a favor and check out my bottom behind that screen? I will pull my jeans down and you just look and give me an honest opinion if you might be interested in having a go at my bum or do me from behind like the dogs do over in the junkyard.”The delivery man laughed and agreed to her request.As soon as they were behind the folded screen, she dropped her jeans and her red French knickers as well so he. Your husband must be a lucky man.Mom: Hmm, why do you keep talking about my husband? He is lucky to have me but I am not. He has such a small dick and also cums just in a few minutes. How much ever I try to control him. Why am I even thinking of it when I got your big dick beside me.I heard the sounds of my mom gagging and my mind was blown. He was appreciating my mom’s blowjob and sounded very satisfied with her work. He came in her mouth and asked her not to waste even one drop of his cum..