I’ll be honest, I’m not someone who enjoys the commitment of a relationship. Shortly after turning 18, I was already on websites, or calling various numbers for escorts and strippers. My dick was hard, I needed someone to get me off, and the last thing I wanted was some crazy bitch showing up at my place. You know how girls get. After contacting the escort/stripping agency, I was promised a hot blond MILF who could really take care of my “needs.” So, when I heard someone knocking on the door, my dick was already throbbing. “Come in,” I shouted, and heard the heels clank against the tile floor. “Mom? Mom, what are you doing? You can’t be here,” I said, frustrated. This was a bad time for her to show up unannounced, but Mom kept acting like she was supposed to be there. “What type of friend do you have coming over?” she asked in a strict tone. Let’s just say I paid someone to come over. Mom’s hand went over her face, and she looked humiliated. She WAS the escort! Are you kidding me!? She wanted me to forget the whole incident ever happened, and begged me not to tell Dad. But…I already paid. My dick was hard, I was ready to get off, and someone was going to take care of me. I guess Mom was going to have to do her fucking job. “I’m your mother…this isn’t right,” she said, throwing a fit. “You’re going to do it, or I’m going to tell Dad what you do,” I replied. She tried to lie about it, telling me that he did know, but with one threat of calling him, she was already begging me not to. I told her to dance for me. She was humiliated, mortified, but she knew she had no choice. She swayed her hips from side to side, completely disgusted and embarrassed. After a half-ass dance, she said she was done, but I wanted more…I wanted to see her completely naked. In fact, I still wanted my needs taken care of. “You got a hand,” she snapped. No, no…that’s not what I paid for. She was going to suck my dick, and then fuck me. I don’t care if she liked it or not. After all, that’s what I paid for, right?
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