She tried again: "It's, um... hey, Preston? There's something really cool I need to tell you, after the meeting." Still, her husband seemed miles away...."Preston?" Tara was trying to do a good job, licking and slurping the head of his cock occasionally, keeping her jugs tight around his hard member as she stroked quickly up and down, but Preston was looking all over the place, seemingly concentrating on the other busty nakedblondes.Then Tara remembered Kristin, the receptionist where Preston. You might accidently push your hard penis right up inside of me and ejaculate in there, and get me pregnant with your c***d”.“Ah, gee, Mom…”, I started to whine in my “little boy” voice.She cut my whining off with, “Now Bobby, you like being on top of Mommy and you like being between her legs, don’t you”?“Sure, Mom! There’s no other place I’d rather be!”, I assured her.“Well, then, that’s settled. We’ll just take care of your little ‘problem’ the same way we did the other night”.I didn’t move. He grabbed my hand again and turned me to face him and walked me back to a table. He d**g one chair to one corner of the square table and another to the other. I assumed we were going to sit. He shook his head no and pushed me back against the table until it hit my ass. He told to me to hop up. And I did. He spread my legs and was immediately right up against my body. The table was just the right height Icould feel his hard-on against my pussy. So hot! We kissed forever and he is a fucking good. . unforgettable.Now I am between your legs. I spread them apart, I feel heat coming from your moist pussy. The lips are still inflamed from the pounding I gave them, I can tell as I lick the outer edges gently, opening them up with my tongue. Your juices are thick, still mingled with my own. It doesn't bother me, it excites me, and I dive in further, feeling you spread apart as I run my tongue up the hot, slippery labia... ... but it's too much for you, you're tender after last night and you.