The jacket was barely long enough to cover her lack of panties when she stood still and it flared out when she walked. “Ms. Collins?” Maggie added... “I’ll be there shortly,” she replied. “Should I tell him that?” Maggie asked meekly, knowing that no one ever asked Mr. Reed to wait. “No, Maggie. I’m on my way,” Laney announced, figuring she had no choice but to deal with the situation she’d been handed. “Please cancel the rest of my appointments, I’ll be leaving after my meeting.” “Yes, ma’am”. I moved my tongue up and down always stopping just short. I put my hands under her muscular ass and teased the opening of her tight little hole. I picked her up higher and reamed her puckered little ass hole. She tensed up and then relaxed. Finally I flicked her clit with my tongue. She let out a scream and locked my head in place with her thighs. I thought she was going to crush my head. I sucked on her clit and slid my middle finger into her pussy. I would take her to the edge and then stop.. " >"get on your knees, mom." >"wait, we can think of something else..." >"come on, mom. you promised." >"wait, just give me a second, we can think of something else..." >she's trying her best to stall and convince me to not go through with it >"mom, get on your fucking knees." >"anon, stop, we can think of something else." >getting a bit frustrated >"mom, seriously, get on your fucking knees." >she tries deflecting >"IS THAT ANY WAY TO TALK TO YOUR MOTHER?" >I'm fed up at this point >"MOM! GET. I couldn't get enough, I wanted it all. She softly lowered my head back to the bed and after what seemed like an eternity lost in her embrace, I felt her shift and her hand reach down and begin to slide up under my t-shirt. The goosebumps were back as her fingertips burned a path in my smooth skin, up over my stomach and chest to my heaving breasts. It was hard to breathe. Her lips soothed my tension as her fingers brushed slowly over my left nipple, it was so firm, so sensitive, I almost.