The Call Girl

By day, Brooke was the iconic mini-van driving, suburban soccer MILF whose ponytail stuck through the back loop of a ball cap. But as "Kaziah," her website minions logged on every day to watch her perform on cam in her bra and panties … and less. Today, though, Brooke would take her internet adventures to a new level.

"Oh my," Richard gulped, witnessing the seductress he'd always known was within her. Richard imagined her walking into the luxury hotel's piano lounge downstairs to meet her client. He imagined Brooke leaning over to shake his hand and say hello, inviting him to peek down her v-neck, eggshell dress to get a view of her tan, firm breasts. He imagined her sitting with her client at a table overlooking Lexington Avenue as she strategically allowed the dress slide up her thighs.