One thing about being a phonesex P-Mommy Whore, I get into so much trouble! I met Jess and her husband as they were out giving church fliers today. I opened the door stark naked. This home is a no clothes zone! My big milky tits were raw from my brats sucking them and milk was still on my nipples. I figured I would get a gasp and a look. But Jess smiled and her eyes lit up. Ron her husband looked sheepishly at Jess. I was told what beautiful nipples I had and that My bald pussy was perfect by this woman. Not the reaction I expected. My son came flying to the door in nothing but my heels. That knowing looking was exchanged between them and Jess Told Ron, see I told you we would find what we needed in this trailer park with a giggle. I took the flyer after Jess scribbled her number on it with a wink. “Call Us.” I was wet as hell, and wondering why Ron never spoke a word.
I called about an hour after and Jess asked if she could come by with Ron. I let them in 20 minutes later and noticed Hess was in skin-tight leather pants and her tits we bigger than I remembered. Ron had his head held down as they entered. I was wearing my pink garter and black hills. I felt compelled to be sexy for this woman. I was pulled right to my room. Bucked we clasped from the bag of goodies they brought. “Suck it, bitch,” after Jess pulled me by the hair for a deep kiss. She demanded Ron to strip down and he crawled over and was whispering “Mistress, Mistress Please.” I was told what a good whore I was and where was my offspring. Jess wanted my sons’ ass now. Since they both were listening at the door My slutkins came right in bare as the day they were born. “Now its time for the real fun you worthless P-mommy tramp!” This was going to be the best group sex I had in a while…