"Tom, I want you again" she said. He took her hand and helped her off the cock she was impaled upon. He got her to kneel down, he got behind her and p...ushed his length in her doggy style. One of the other guys stood next to the bed and took her head and pushed her eager mouth onto his cock. They got a good rhythm going and as she was fucked back and forth one cock would fill one end of her as the other was slipping out of her. She was a greedy spit roast slut. Then Tom pulled out, got her to. ‘How could you,’ he said, his pained expression also bringing me to tears. How could I? How could anyone? I believe that love and lust have one thing in common. Both can get you into trouble. My lust for Jason had cost me my marriage. My love for Michael had cost me my heart. Jason moved to our branch on my 31st birthday. I was stressed out that day. I had attended an opening the night before and had stayed with some clients drinking wine, talking business, boring myself but sticking it out to. ” My mother said as she gave Fran a hug.My mother was dressed in her usual summer dress, nylons and heels.“You look beautiful Mrs. Davis, just like Jim told me.”My mother blushed a little and thanked her for the compliment.“Jim, your dad was called into work early today and he said he was sorry he didn’t get a chance to meet you Fran but said he would at another time”“Also Jim, Mr. Jackson is coming over later, he said he wanted to make sure the pipes he worked on last weekend are still working. He tackled my tits with his tongue which was nice, but not as nice as him on my head. This time it didn’t take me long to get hard and I didn’t stop him from going all the way with his mouth. As I felt my cum building, I told him but as he took his mouth off to tell me to hold it for a while, it was already too late. I pushed his face back down on my dick and came all inside his mouth. He wanted me to resist for longer, but enjoyed my juices anyways.Now that I was taken care of and we needed to.