Placing the bin beside the sofa, she put the tape in the player and then stood there looking at me."Well, I suppose we'd better get this over with, or...are you going to drink that coffee first, before you grind a hole in the bottom of the cup?"I looked down and realised I'd been stirring the coffee since Stella had given it to me. The saucer was half full with coffee I'd splashed out of the cup. Pouring the spilt coffee back in to the cup, I crossed the room and sat on the sofa. Stella sat on. I always like reading the top rated ones or some new ones. I went down the list and saw a highly rated one. It was about a woman and her son. Reading about that woman's fantasy on that other site got me curious so I opened the story. I spent the next 30 minutes or so reading it and re-reading it. She described the experience in nice detail how different sex was with her husband and her son. I shook my head and thought that sex with your son must be very special for someone to consider that. "Fuuuck, what a waste of a day," I said, slamming my notes on my desk and flopping into my chair.I spun around, facing the bookshelf, hiked up my skirt and was fanning my pussy trying to cool down when the middle button on my blouse finally gave way. My tits just popped out and I swear I could almost hear them sigh.What a sight that must have been when poor Jesse walked in to hand me some files. As he shut the door, I startled and I could hear a faint gasp escape his lips."Ahhh, Ms. Hill.... ‘That feels so good,’ she cried, bouncing faster and harder on Simon’s cock, breasts jiggling as her face flushed. Simon didn’t want to come yet; he really wanted to last longer. But Mandy and her five-star fucking drove him crazy. He tried counting to keep his orgasm at bay and, for some weird reason, he brought up images of Thomas the Tank engine. It was all futile, anyway. He headed towards ejaculation at an increasing pace. ‘Can you feel my pussy tightening around your cock?’ Mandy leaned.
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