I concentrated there as I shoved my chin into the swollen wet lips of her cunt. Mom panted loudly, moaned, and rocked herself into me, riding my face... with her crotch. I inserted one, then two fingers into her dripping pussy and slowly started frigging them in and out of her. Mom has some sizeable cunt flaps that I began nibbling on as my fingers probed into her and explored her opening from various angles. Her distended clit shone brightly out from under her cuntlips when I reached and. Each tier was populated with workstations, each with dual high-definition monitors connected to a thin-client box, along with a keyboard. Behind each keyboard was a Pizza Grande Operations Center employee wearing a wireless headset and working at a keyboard with wireless mouse with a personalized secure smart card access to the central server for the computer system.While Jack was looking at the layout of the workstations on the three successively higher tiers, Marta, Tylea, and Lee were. Either way I thought, I was going to get some today, No excuses from Karen if I lasted long enough to get home.We worked until about 4:30 before my knees finally told me it was time to stop, I nearly crawled to her couch and laid back with my legs stretched out in front of me. Joy turned on the television and I sat there with me eyes closed, enjoying the feeling as my legs relaxed. My knees hurt like hell though, So I asked Joy if she would mind getting e a couple of hot wet rags to put on my. “So if Miss Dale wasn’t your client, who was it? Or maybe you didn’t have a client. Maybe you were a partner. Maybe you, Metzger, and Schmidt had a racket going. What happened? Metzger and Schmidt get too greedy?” “You sit up all night coming up with sham theories like that, Jansen?” Jansen pointed a beefy finger at Moe and glared at him through steely eyes. “Watch your mouth, Gafferson unless you want to add a busted lip to your list of injuries for the week.” Cincinnati’s finest wasn’t above.