And, of course—as I slid my hand up and down my dick—I always fantasized about me fucking her from behind so I could see her big ass shaking while...I fucked her!When I was 22-years-old, my uncle Greg died of a heart attack, leaving Joyce a widow at the age of 54. Not wanting to be alone for awhile, my aunt Joyce had a string of visitors staying with her for awhile, and, at one point, I was one of her guests. When I pulled up, she came out to greet me at my car, and as I unloaded my luggage, I. This made me very hot. Lunch came, and I had a few more sips of my drink. I was starting to relax, as we talked and I became more comfortable with him. I stretch out my one foot and ran it up his leg to his knee. His eyes smiled back at me from across the table because of my brash little move I made. He moved his chair in and was now close enough that I could almost reach his crotch with my foot. I slipped my shoe off and ran my bare foot up his leg and then. "I showed her the enormous strapon dildo. That thing would make a mare scream, but if it got Mandy off the crack, it would be worth it, for Peggy's sake if nothing else. Peggy's eyes went wide with alarm at the sight of it."That will kill her!" she cried."No it won't, Peggy." I said, "But it might make her wish she were dead! That's the whole idea! All the time you're raping her butt with this you'll be telling her what a worthless mother she is. You'll remind her that it was her use of crack. .... I giggle to myself and you slap me on the head thinking to yourself I will get you for this baby.Taking my fingers away I move closer pulling you almost off your seat your legs over my shoulders as I spread your lips wide with my fingers. The rest of the staff still looking towards the glass of your office window as there about to leave wondering what she did to upset you. You grin at them friendly through the window. My tongue starts exploring the wet outer lips of your already throbing.