. oh... I thought, this is what it's like... to be just taken... savaged ... I could feel him harden even more 3 minutes into his heavy breathing and ...gutteral sounds and I knew he was painting my insides cum white... the bucked hard a few more times and I could hear the loud slurp as he disengaged out of my twitching hole and felt his juice leaking out hitting my leg. He was still holding me by the neck and I heard his zipper going up... the door unlocked and opened. I can imagine the view from. ..I think you need another smack and another, each one pushing your body across that desk just a little bit, your erect nipples rubbing against your shirt, the desk, pinned underneath your body, another smack and another! My hand pinning you down against that desk, you're dripping on the floor. We can't have that! Another smack, and another and another. What?! You're dripping AGAIN! Let me help with that I can run a finger across your sopping pussy, mmm, collecting your juices in my hand,. Keep them as a reminder. As she straightened her clothes, he told her about his meeting with Trish. Call Becky and tell her I need to meet with Carla. I want to make sure shes as qualified as Becky says she is before I send her to meet with Trish. Tell her to bring her friend to my house this weekend. When she started to open the door, he called to her and she turned to look at him. Be back in here at 4:30, he told her. I want your pussy soaked when you go home today. He fucked Yvonne every. She and Michael had not only bonded as would be expected, but as Michael grew older they had become devoted to each other. Michael's father, a corporate middle manager was not a bad father, simply a workaholic who spent little time with his wife and boy which only increased the bond between mother and son.As was normal, Michael had developed a crush on his mother during adolescence. He was largely a loner at school and with his father preoccupied with business, Michael turned his attention more.