The year-end paperwork had seemed almost endless tonight, but after two long days, it was finally completely done… at least until next year.He looke...d up, fully expecting to find the babysitter, Jackie, with a stern look on her face. Instead she was lying on the center couch, her face facing the television but with eyes completely closed. She was also dressed differently than she had been earlier today, no longer wearing a green t-shirt and pair of jeans, but instead the top and skirt of a. A small fleck of semen escaped from the tip and mixed with her swirling spit.She plunged the cock head between her lips and sucked off the spit. She tasted his semen and smacked her lips at its succulence. She loved Felton.He was a lusty sort just like her. His cock was enough to keep even the hottest tart blissfully happy. Her talk of horse fucking had fired him up real good.She continued with her tale, hoping to raise his cock to a new zenith."But first," she said, "let me introduce you to. She made her choice. She’d be OK. Charles loved her and with time they would be alright. Five days after leaving with him, she knew she made a horrible mistake. Charles waited as his wife called her mother. She left a message and hang up the phone. She jumped when he spoke, and that reaction made him smile. ‘Did you tell them we won’t be coming?’ Charles demanded to know. ‘Yes, I told them.’ Rory squeaked out. Charles looked at his wife. She was pathetic. ‘Clean yourself up and fix your face.. I put my hand on his Bermuda covered hardening dick and suggested, “Why don’t you get me in the mood? Role-play a young man, and I am the quintessential MILF.”“Ok, aunty,” he immediately slipped into the role, “Your boobs are so soft, aunty. I had always dreamed of touching them.” He started squeezing them with more vigor.“Naughty boy dreamt of only touching them? Then these clothes should go,” I got rid of the negligee and served my fleshy orbs in his palms. “Love these mature boobs?”He.