Except this time she wasn't d**gged and half asleep... this time she was wide awake, and begging for it!!! "Oh, baby!" she wailed, feeling my prick sl...ide in deep. I began to hump my ass up and down, fucking my cock into Mom's hot, slippery cunt as fast as I could. She made a gurgling sound, holding me by the hips as I fucked her, straining her own hips up at me, her thighs slapping against mine. My rapid thrusts seemed to drive her breath away, the sudden friction bringing mewling cries of lust. "Are you looking for something for your wife?" she asked fidgeting as I continued to stare at her."I'm sorry," I said shaking my head to break contact with her not-so-plain brown eyes. "I'm not married." A girlfriend?" she asked."On the reserve list," I replied without thinking"Excuse me?" she asked with her expressive eyes showing confusion."She and I haven't had our flashpoint," I said looking at the shorts thoughtfully. "She's given it some thought, but..."I shrugged and reached out to touch. Jake had not been sure how he was going to play it with Caldwell. This development clarified his thinking. He took control of Caldwell, linking fear to the intention of disobeying Jake or lying to him.“Please, sit, Mr. Caldwell.”Caldwell’s legs collapsed. He looked scared.Jake continued. “You will never tell anyone about me. Sit here until I tell you that you can leave. Answer my questions honestly. Now let’s figure out what you’re going to do about this mess that you’ve found yourself in.”“I’m. Life interferes. Someone has to do the paperwork to fund this shit, and you’re looking at that someone. C’mon, let’s get set up.” She turned from him now, striding towards the main conference room, missing the slight failing of his broad grin. He picked up her bags and followed her into the conference room, his eyes, unbeknownst to Mads, taking in all of her height, her dark hair pinned into a practical chignon, the sway of her wide hips and the flare of her dress as she walked, the way she.