I sucked my index finger and rested it against her hole, gently applying pressure it passed her entrance, in succession I withdrew and increased it to... 2 and then 3 fingers. She was now on her knees, a wonderful sight to behold. We kept this up for a few minutes, and her sphincter became more relaxed. "Ready"?, I asked, she couldn't' speak but vigorously nodded her assent. I didn't want to hurt her but knew that if I delayed the opportunity may be missed. I held her cheeks apart and placed my. Al stepped around the corner and greeted with a smiled, ‘Morning, ladies!’ Marcella looked to Al then asked his opinion as she offered him the book, ‘Does she not look like Rosangela?’ Rosangela froze mid way pinning on her name tag. Al glanced at the book then shrugged and commented, ‘Hmm, kinda.’ Marcella drew the book back then gave her opinion, ‘Yes, kind of but the woman on the cover is truly more beautiful.’ Rosangela’s jaw dropped and her mind screamed, what a bitch! Al again shrugged. She quickly got over the ‘Mom’ jokes when she learned that Sean was not only a tease but a real schmoozer as well. He often complimented her on being the best-dressed woman in the office. Perhaps she was a creature of habit, but Cyndi refused to conform to the ‘business casual’ dress code that most companies had adopted and almost always wore a dress or a skirt and blouse to work. Cyndi’s 5′ 6′ trim figure was due in large part to her regular visits to the company fitness center. Her best. I simply laid their panting. Looking back I think my brain had broken a bit, been overwhelmed by what I had allowed to happen. I could feel his cum starting to run out of me and heard him gasp. That is sooo hot. My cum looks sooo good leaking out of your pussy Mom. he said in awe. When he leaned down and began sucking his cum out of me I could not believe it. That was something his father had never done, and had me shaking in pleasure. Suddenly he stood back up and pulled me upright, holding.