"C-can I help you with something?" Ron asked, feeling flustered. He wasn't sure where things were at with Molly, and didn't want to assume anything."W...ell, I think I can help you with something." She moved closer, reaching for his lap and removing the coat, setting it on his desk. Molly gasped when she saw what was previously hidden: the huge bulge in Ron's pants. "Mr. Fuller, you seem really tense." She leaned forward, running one finger up the length of his covered member; Ron bit his lip to. After a moment or two I backed off but still lay with my face between her legs. "You want more don't you?" It was more of a challenge than a question."Uhnnnhuhhh," seemed to be the best response she could muster.I was hard as a rock, I needed to cum more than anything I had ever felt before, my balls were starting to ache but I knew she needed to rest a moment again. I moved up and told her to suck me again but she seemed physically spent and was having a hard time to move her mouth down to me. I love swallowing cum.” He turned to face her, sundae tray in hand and she noticed the obvious bulge in his pants. “Thank you for the finger fucking. If she says yes, leave us your phone number on a piece of paper.”“It was my pleasure,” he replied, and they returned to their girls.“Wow Mom, you sure work fast!”“What did you see?”“I saw him fingering your pussy and certainly enjoying the view of your tits.”“You weren’t exactly hiding from his son, what’s his name?”“I don’t know.”“The dad is. They all thought my nose ring especially useful. The males automatically became Master when they entered our house and the ladies Mistress.Monday evenings Mary would give back my dentures unless I had somehow displeased her in which case I would have to eat mush while she had regular food. I had become little more than a slave for her. Whenever she demanded it, I would do oral sex on her and she still liked fisting me roughly. I came to look forward to her fisting sessions as they were the.