My God her cunt was stretched. My cum was running from it still. She told me she would be showing up at my work for her lunchtime fuck and not to invi...te Janet. I agreed and said Janet will be ‘busy’ at work anyway.Margaret told me that Janet was always interested in sex at an early age but never acted on it. She also knew about Janet cheating on me but didn’t want to ruin the marriage plans so she kept it a secret. Margaret was really happy about me allowing Janet to fuck everyone as it would. An instant later, I was squeezing it. And a few seconds later, both of my hands were pleasurably fondling his ass through the fabric of his trunks. That is when I noticed he wasn’t completely asleep. He let out the most exquisite lingering moan. That led me to figure that we would probably be more comfortable if I knelt between his legs rather than on the side. So I swiftly parted his legs, to which he didn’t offer any resistance, and moved myself kneeling in between. Once there, what was. Indeed, when she saw him looking, she posed briefly. “I’ll never convince you,” he said when she went back to drying herself. “You look sexier doing that than trying to flaunt it. Ever seen Degas’s paintings? Dancers getting dressed?” Sylvia’s face looked unconvinced, but her face wasn’t what was drawing his attention right then.He put on his glasses and pulled on his shorts and jeans from the night before. Meanwhile, he watched her dress. It was sexier than the pose, although it got less sexy. She would manage, she told herself, especially since she was already a high school graduate!Lindsay tried to do her Mom's job as best she could, but kept messing up when using the phone...so many buttons! A handsome thirtysomething man with wavy brown hair came up to her a little before lunch: "Jamie, we need to talk."She almost didn't respond to her mother's name. "Okay, uh..." she quickly glanced at the nametag on the lapel of his suit jacket: "...Matt." Thank God they all wore nametags.