One of her hands cupping my scrotum as the other held onto my cock for balance. Up and down her mouth went. The wetness and tight confines getting me... closer and closer to blasting her throat with the juices she so desired. Leaning against the sink, I thrust my hips forward and buried myself as deep in her face as I could while blasting ropes of hot cum down her gullet. She never missed a drop, sucking and slurping me like a woman possessed. "I see you met Mary," she said as she licked the last. Her small, champagne glass sized mounds looked incredibly sexy though, and she often wore tight shirts that you could see her pointed nipples through. I was hoping that I would finally get a peek at what she had been hiding all these years.Rachel's two teenage daughters had also come with her. Mary was 14 and was developing into quite a good looking young girl, with baseball size tits and a soft but firm ass. Deb was 16 and a carbon copy of her mother. She had no bust to speak of, but her. Belinda sensed him withdraw on each backward motion; her pussy felt the cool air of the bedroom entering her body. Nevertheless Bert had motive for this; she felt her pussy inflated each time his cock was ultimately forced back into her, a fanny fart was out of the question, with the girth of his cock there just wasn’t the room, she sensed the air welling inside her, sooner or later she felt she’d burst.Bert hadn’t undertaken such employment with a female in years; he was going to blow, and. These kids aren’t employees at all. Actually, they’re the OWNERS. And Mandy became a junior partner this morning.”We wound our way past several workbenches and a cluster of cubicles with computers and desks, arriving at an office door that said “Dr. Cynthia Richards” on a nameplate and below it, a fluorescent Post-it note with a scrawled “nobody calls her that and lives”.Cindy snickered. “Somebody wanted to be formal. It’s not how we do things here.” She opened the door. I’ve seen worse.