In his mid-fifties, he’d been the Union President for three years now. In terms of height, he was the shortest of the guys in the Union team, but he... was a bear of a man who had a natural authority to him. A family name that spoke of Italian heritage, he was only about my height but must have been more than a sixty-inch chest. He looked like the proverbial side of a barn, and even though he didn’t speak that much during the meeting, it was clear from the way the Union officers treated him he was. "Nah," he answered softly. "I've got ... some work to get done." He turned back to his keyboard. As Tina turned to leave, Hal shook his head sadly, his eyes closed. The heavy sigh emphasized his mood, which was as forlorn as the look on his face. For several seconds, he sat still, ignoring the rumbling in his stomach and the monitor and keyboard on his desk. "Why me?" he asked over and over in a soft voice that demanded an answer from some higher power. But as usual, no such answer was. Mrs O was facing me as he slipped in and I watched as she closed her eyes, her mouth opening wider and wider as he lost his entire length in her hot wet cunt. He began to fuck her with long hard strokes as she screamed softly with every thrust, pushing back to meet him as he pushed forward. By now i had stripped off and had moved in front her with my stiff cock touching her face. She opened her mouth and took my length in one gulp and began to suck me like she's never sucked me before. She was. Her boobs and ass are the best asset of her . Guys I am telling one can go crazy after seeing those whitish melons.One afternoon simply I came out of home to roam but at that time she is washing her clothes and we started talking with each other. After 5 min her pallu goes aside and her left boob more than half is clearly visible.Started talking with her by seeing those big whitish melons.Instantly got a boner in my jeans and somehow covered with my hands. I told her that I have some work, did.