She was so hot. I could smell the musk and wetness on her panties. I got closer. She spread her legs urging me to kiss and suck her hot, wet, throbbin...g pussy. I stopped with my lips on her mound. Instead of kissing her more, I moved back to kissing her lips and plunging my tongue deep into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue, eagerly trying to swallow me. We kissed and kissed trying to get and capture each other’s tongue. It was a duel to see who could win. I surrendered to give her a small. She finished her conversation, a little shakily, with a promise to “look into it and call back today.” She dropped the headset and leaned forward on the desk as I worked on making that wet spot bigger.“You’re way early,” she murmured.“Well, I was in the neighborhood. Lunch break."“Sure,” she answered with a sigh, and starting sliding against my finger. I tweaked each nipple to be sure they were erect, then pulled on the drawstring of her trousers. I stretched out each side of the waistband and. "Uh Oh," she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room. Her indecision soon left her as Buster's tongue found her clit and started to swirl around it. She sank down onto the couch, her pussy lips bulged out at perfect level. Buster was licking her furiously now, his tongue twirled and dug into her cunt hole, going so hard it hurt a little. Finally able to take it no more, she pulled his. Her ex husband had left her something in his will and she had been summoned to this meeting to discover what.1.2 billion was ample reason to travel two hundred miles on such short notice. However, she was not a little surprised. The divorce had been bitter and long. She had gotten some money, but not enough. She had received a small token of his total wealth. Nothing more. She had faced his lawyers over an open courtroom and they had been merciless, poking, prying, accusing, laying her.