I knocked, rather than ringing the bell, and he came to the door. When he saw us, his look became grim, and he invited us into his study.“Everything...is NOT ‘perfect’,” I said. “She has the same exact attitude she had this morning. She’s bound and determined to wreck our marriage. I’m starting to believe I’ve been used for seven years. She has what she wants and I’m no longer necessary. But she can’t accept responsibility for ending it, so she’s trying to push it onto me and make it my fault.. He sits back at his desk. His desk is at the back of the room while the door is at the front. When he sits back down, he says in a calm voice Aimee, come here. I slowly walk up to his desk and place my hands on it, bending over enough to give him a view of my cleavage. Do you want something Mr. Embrey? I ask, giving him a wink. He stands up, comes around to me and whispers in my ear Bend over. All the way suddenly it hits me how real this is. Wha…what? He grabs the back of my neck and forces me. "It's so pretty," I sighed instinctively at the sight of the cute brown fuzz between my mother's thighs.Mom smiled and took my hand, and saying, "Come on," lead me to bed.Mom laid on the bed, her auburn curls spreading on the pillow. Her legs were modestly turned to the side at first, and she asked with a caring look in her eyes, "Ready?" Um- I think..." I said, and mom opened her legs wide, and I bit my lip. There it was. My own mother's pussy. It's not something you think you'd see, but it. I struggled for a moment and released torrent of my sex juice directly in his mouth. I groaned loudly and grounded my pussy against his mouth as I came and came hard. After I calmed down and returned to normalcy I whispered: ‘My love, you know how to kill a girl’s fantasies, don’t you?’ Suman did not reply. Instead he smilingly winked at me and holding the steering rolled the car on the road. On the drive to his place I kept teasing him all along. I worked my hands into his pants and wrapped.
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