He turned his chair toward me and leaned back, looking at me with surprise and curiosity. The curiosity caught me off guard. I thought he would try to...kick me out of his office at this point. I stood firm and raised my hands to unbutton my shirt. I was wearing a little red plaid skirt, a white button up blouse, black stockings and black heels. I had very little makeup on and my hair was curled and placed in a high ponytail. The literal representation of a 'naughty school girl.' He never said a. Instead he had a pussy for both mouth and cock during work and lunch breaks.He was surprised by the number of propositions he got from husbands who wanted to see their wives take on a white pecker. The contrast with yellow, brown, and black pussy and ass was enjoyable and a few of the husbands wanted to touch and suck the white meat as part of the experience.After satisfying Becky and promising some repeat performances, Steve went home, stripped to his robe and went next door at the arranged. I could not believe what had just happened, I WAS DEVASTATED! How could I have come so quickly? For most of my 40 years I had anticipated this moment, and in the crucial moments, had lost control of myself.But my lust was not to be denied, I knew I had to feel myself inside her anyway, so I pressed again into her cuntlips which were now coated with my sperm. This time my swollen cockhead met little resistance and slid between her hairy lips and into the warm embrace of her 60 year old vagina!I. She slid her fingers into the band of the woman’s tights. She pressed her body in now so that her own firm B cups pressed into the mature woman’s soft white cleavage. Slender digits managing to slide down far enough and then flex into the damp labia.Nichole gasped at the contact that she had grown so desperate for. “Oh …” she whispered in gentle desperation. “Yes. It won’t take long.”Leah kissed again, soft lips sliding back into their grove.The kiss was returned, a gentle moist sound.