She wants to watch.” I looked over mom-in-law like she was a rattler in a horse stall. She was early 50’s, with bottle blonde hair stylishly cut t... look messy. The corners of her mouth were tight with the corresponding wrinkles and her eyebrows narrowed. Her suit was expensive looking but out of style, it just barely hid the bulge of her augmented breasts. She sat on the edge of her chair knees together. I’m not sure where it came from but I said “as long as she knows I won’t waist my cum on. ’ I moved back to my desk. Fred grumbled, ‘We’ll talk tomorrow, after ‘show-and-tell’.’ I dreamed about her that night. We were work buddies, talking at breaks sometimes, but nothing more. I thought the dream might be a glimpse into my future with her. All right. I’d be thrilled with that. It would be more fun drinking coffee with her than with Fred. He displayed an envelope when he came in that afternoon. ‘I’ll show you these on one condition.’ ‘What’s that?’ ‘You forget where you saw them. My. They were both 35 years old, and they were as horny as the day is long. They never stopped to check if Nicolette was around, and she suspected that they knew they were being watched, and got off on being watched. Since Nicolette loved to watch, it was a great set up.Mrs. Underwood was breathtaking, big, hefty boobs, natural blonde hair, blue eyes, a trim waist, flaring hips, her pubic region was waxed bare and smooth, she was on her back, legs spread as her husband feasted between the spread of. I let the cold water slide nicely down, and took another sip from her. She replaced the glass on the table. She looked at me, and we sat in silence for a long moment. I smiled big as I took in her rich beauty. She leaned forward and kissed me again with more passion. Her tender hands spread out among the hairs on my chest as she pressed her mouth into mine. I reached up with my left arm and draped it over her shoulders pulling her body closer to mine. I desperately wanted to hold her tight with.