" Please, please, please," she whined like a little girl.Mac sighed and said, "Alright, but then I have to get moving. I have a lot of things to do if... I'm going to move in here." You're moving in?" Tess squealed and jumped into Mac's arms, grasping him in a bear hug. When she pulled away, she grabbed his hand to take him upstairs.Mac let her lead the way. He lagged a bit behind, watching the young girl's butt as she moved up the steps. Damn, she moves just like her mother, Mac thought as he. " You never told me the story behind that." John's wife was pregnant and wouldn't make love with him. He told me that if I would be his sexual outlet until she had the baby and was cleared to have sex again he told me that he would promote me and give me a nice sized raise. At first it was only supposed to be blow jobs, from there and we kept on doing it even after his wife had her baby. It has gotten to where I have to give John a blow job every morning to start his day out right and that's in. Just in case he started going on about it.This holiday though, seeing Liz , every chance she had putting them out there made her a little jealous --but also a little horny.As she made the coffee leaning against the worktop she found herself almost subconciously pressing herself against the worktop enjoying the pressure on her pubis and clit.She had just started to breath a little more deeply as she got aroused when she heard steps and Liz entered the kitchen .Typical of Liz. she was wearing. Rachel licked her fingers and slid them between my breasts, wriggling for crumbs. I felt the bastards tickle past my ribcage into my skirts; it was a convenient excuse to grab Rachel by her loose brown hair and push her to the floor. She obediently untangled my skirts and began lapping at my wet pussy on her knees. I pulled my ass to the edge of the settee and spread my legs for her. I didn’t particularly expect to cum, I’d already done so twice before breakfast, but there was no reason I.