“Again.” This time she went slower, seeming to savor the taste of his precum. This was the worst kind of torture. “Now take it into your mouth.�...�� Her lips wrapped around it, and his hand tightened in her hair briefly. Wondering what she had in mind, or was capable of, he said, “Pleasure me.”The first thing she did was slide her lips all the way down, taking his cock down her throat with no preamble. He swore, hand tightening in her hair once more, though he was careful not to impede her. After. She could feel the breeze oozing up her vagina. She thought, What is happening to me? Years of repressed sexuality have piled up to a crushing weight that has to burst out, and if Nick right now got hard and climbed on me from behind, rammed his cock up my hole, I know I would grunt like a pig and switch my ass about, screwing my vagina onto it.But he is Gwen's husband.Well, here that does not seem to matter. At least, Rita had urged Howard to fuck her, and as to the thing with Phil, no one. She smiled. You just have and…..”Both froze! They had heard a noise.“Fuck! It’s your father!” Brenda said. Paul rolled off his mother and headed for the door. “Wait! Let me go first.”She rolled from the bed and scooped up the silk kimono she wore which she loved because it hugged her body.Pausing only to straighten her hair she opened the bedroom door, turned and blew a kiss to Paul and slipped out. She met David half way up the stairs.“Hello, Darling,” she said. “What are you doing. We designed the business plan around the concept of making a profit on different businesses located at different sites in different city and state locations. The total of all the businesses and all the locations would be quite large but we'd derive our profit from a lower price to the consumer. Since I or technically my trust would own all the businesses, I didn't have to make as much from any single business.We designed the trucking business with each truck built for the requirement of a.