I looked down at the package he'd left on my desk. Strange. No return address. I shook the package. No rattling, so I guess it's not a bomb. What's th...s written on it."For Your Eyes Only- Private".Who would send me a package like this? Private, huh? Well, I guess I can use the conference room to see what's inside..."Miss Jones?".This time I immediately recognized the voice. Oh great, what did the boss want now. "Can you fax these out for me? It needs to go out by 5pm or we risk blowing this. “Oh fuck yes Ronnie, suck mommy’s pussy!” she moaned out as her hips bucked on my mouth. Mom’s hips bucked as her juices flooded my mouth. Oh the sweet taste of a sexy woman’s juices as she shuddered and ground her pussy into my face. Her thighs squeezed my cheeks as she quivered and shook through wave after wave of pure lustful pleasures. Allison’s pussy squeezed and pulled at my cock as she moaned through intense multiple orgasms. I could feel her little hips bouncing about as she. My balls began to tighten again, and my lust surged through my cock with my desire to fuck her hot, soaking pussy. As if reading my mind, Carolyn stopped playing with my cock, turned around on her knees and spread them apart as she bent forward to brace herself against the boulder, and then arched her firm ass up for my cock to slide into her. She guided my cockhead between her slippery pussy lips as I grabbed her hips firmly and pressed myself against her ass. With one hand to bracing herself. The roar of the rides and the squeals of delight were firmly out of reach. They were replaced by a cold wind and slight mist in the air. It was dull and lifeless. I was feeling as if there wasn’t life anywhere. My spirits were as grey as the sky above me. I walked alone with only my thoughts to occupy me, each step brought me closer to the memories of summer. I remembered sucking my boyfriend’s cock on the beach on a hot Saturday afternoon. Discreetly, I went down on him, only a thin blanket.