’ ‘Come on, Cindy! I’ve felt you and you’ve even held my cock. What difference is it to you if I see you? I’ll leave afterwards. Come on, yo...u don’t need that towel!’ Cindy was conflicted. She really wanted to drop the towel and expose herself — she really wanted to!! — but she was well aware that it would be dangerous. Would he actually leave? More important, did she want him to leave? She never actually answered the latter question because without consciously deciding to do so, she let the. I was there as normal. I go every 3 months and it usually takes the morning until early afternoon to complete the work. I usually get left on my own in there while the others go to work. Like I said it’s a work place and a home.The father saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the yard to work. The sons were out somewhere contracting and the mother was away all day and the daughter was out.So it got to around 10am and the father came in for refreshments. We chatted. It far more sensitive than anticipated. She fell forward into the counter and he held her down. She felt her breasts flatten on the cool marble beneath her, felt her whole pelvis creased by the edge of the counter, felt her labia pulse in anticipation. She reached back, trying to urge him on, but he backed up until all she felt of him was a hand balled in the back of her sweater keeping her in place. She heard keychain sounds and small metal snicks, then almost jumped out of her skin when his. From deep down I screamed into my gag."Oh yes, that's it girl. Take my big cock. Take it all, you willhave taken it all when I am through with you..." First I triedto keep my pussy hole shut, but she was stronger and soon Itried to relax because I knew I couldn't prevent the inevitable."That's a good girl. You show me for the 2nd time already howintelligent you are, it will be so much more enjoyable for bothof us. Just submit, yes girl, that's it. Mommas cock willpenetrate and own you Greta." I.