By now he was abouthalf erect and his cock was sticking outabout an inch or two from the leg of his shorts."Willy likes me, see?" I like you too, Mom.... Cindy" I corrected. "Call me Cindy this weekend; not mom." Okay, Cindy, I like you too." I brought myhand to my mouth, placed some saliva on the tips of my fingers, and then lowered myfingers to the exposed head of my stepson's partial erection. I wiped my saliva on the glans, evokinganother loud moan from Robert. I used my thumb to massage the. She thought, then slowly walked back to the entrance.Once again, she walked into the dark room. She looked around, waiting for the light to adjust. She heard the man again, almost laughing to himself, “Ma’am, can I help you?”She slowly walked over to him, “Um...yes. I—uh...I need a job,” she laughed nervously, trying to sound relaxed, “But not...a...um...dancer. You know? Do you guys need...like a secretary or something? Computer work? That’s what I’m really good at.”The man laughed and reached. They fucked like that for almost an hour until once again Willie began to shoot another massive load of his hot, sticky, gooey black sperm into her already filled white womb. When they finished it was getting close to time for her husband to come home so they separated promising to meet again the next day when Billy went to his part time job at the supermarket. Part 2 :Gwen lay in bed that night next to her snoring husband, her mind going over what had happened between her and her son's friend. The coffee made, I took both cups over, and placed his on his desk, again me brushing against him as I did so. We chatted as we drank, his spreadsheets forgotten as his eyes drank in my semi-nakedness while I stood there brazenly, drinking my coffee accepting his obvious ogling. I could see he was fascinated by the marks on me, particularly the bruised bite marks on my tits, though as a gentleman he never mentioned them, I was almost imperceptibly grinding my puss on the corner of his desk,.