.. you! I will ... do ... whatever ... you ... wish!” Britta-Lise howled as she took me balls deep inside her creamy twat.“Damn, that ass of yours... ... I love those freckles on your cheeks ... they really turn me on so much! So does your brown eye! This is my butt, isn’t it? Your tushy is mine!” I taunted my wife as she screamed my name.“Yes ... yes ... yes ... Hank ... you ... own ... my ass! It’s ... yours ... it’s yours, honey ... I swear!” she vocally surrendered the booty as well as. The pleasure rippled through me. It was so amazing.“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned as the shock wore off. “Oh, Mom, you do love sucking dick! Mmm, but that's not god's dick. Oh, no, that's your daughter's dick.”She just groaned; her eyes squeezed shut as she nursed. Her hands grabbed my thighs, her white-painted nails biting into my flesh. I shuddered, savoring the pressure of her sucking. The frantic nature of it. I groaned and shuddered, my cunt on fire. I wiggled my hips and sucked in deep. ” And then I quickly sat back and took a long swig of my beer.“The question about...” He had a look of shock on his face.“Yeah, that question. And no, you don’t know them.”“Them? More than one?”I thought for a moment before being honest with him, “Two, to be exact, but only once with each of them. They were both fucking idiots. So, how many times did you do it with that girl who got your cherry?”He shrugged, “Maybe half a dozen. It was fun at first, but I knew after a while she wasn’t for me.. She had pushed it so hard I moved back from the desk a good two feet and there I sat nude from the waist down with a hard on for all of them too see. I looked at judy and she stood there stareing at me wide eyed and the wife said oh baby you do know how to relax at work. I covered myself with the folder and my wife said don't just sit there give her the reports. It was too late to worry about it and I stood up and handed the folder to judy. Judy was still in shock and just stood there looking.