As I unbutton the business shirt, my cock pushes hard against the frilly knickers and stockings that Katy demands I wear to work each day.Her expressi...on hardens ever so slightly and I take this for the warning it is - don't you dare cum until your job is done. I kneel down on the hardwood floor in front of her. As she requests, I take off her heels (she loves getting fucked in heels, and I always get to take them off). I look up at her and notice the faintest nod which suggests I should. I always enjoyed giving head and never had any complaints. I licked the suction cup on the bottom of my dong and slapped it down on the bathroom counter, making sure it was secure. Standing on the counter lowering myself in a squatting position, I teased my clit a bit as I slid the head between my lips and circled the entrance of my cunt. I could feel my pussy release my fluids in anticipation for the fake cock I was going to receive. I slowly pressed my hole against the bulb like head of my. Dan knew what was coming now, he couldn't believe his mum was such a slut. He could hear both of them upstairs laughing and joking together. How could his mum be laughing about what she was going to do in his dad's bed. He thought now he should put and end to it. Dan was enticed to go upstairs to see what was going on. Step by step he slowly made his way upstairs. His footsteps drowned out by his mum and Chris's giggling foreplay. His parents bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hallway.. We left late and I didn't see Mike again but, as we were driving home, I tried to figure out who he was. But I couldn’t remember.Sunday morning I felt great but had to masturbate once to calm down from being turned on about Mike. I knew I had to let him fuck me. I continued to check my webmail for a message and it finally came in the afternoon. It read: I saw you watching me and I know you wanted to be her. I won’t lie, I wanted it to be you and it still can be. I’m asking you to meet me. I.