My cock became engorged and she knew it, judging by the way she squirmed on it. Her daughter was home but nowhere to be seen, so I began massaging her...breasts and pussy through her clothes. As she leaned back against me and continued humping my cock, I whispered in her ear that I wanted to be sucked off and swallowed.She got up and led me into the house and pushed me down on the sofa, after dropping my shorts and boxers to the floor. I sat back and watched as she kneeled and then licked her way. You've been a good sport. Showing me how your breast produce so much milk. I've learned allot. Before your husband vasectomy. Did you ever get pregnant? Maybe just once?" I said. "No! My husband said its because of me. But I don't know. I love to have a baby. My husband does not produce allot of sperm when he cums. It's more like a dribble. He says I'm to big for his little man to go inside me. Plus now he shoots blanks." said Emma. I smiled.I moved my hands down her hips. I. My hand roaming over the tight, firm flesh before me. I bit the back of her shoulder and gave a soft moan of “mine …”, and her little body shook as she returned the moan to me, but doubled in volume. I slipped both my hands up along her front, until I had a firm, wonderful little titty in each one. I leaned my mouth next to her ear.“God … you are so fucking perfect …”I began pushing harder and harder, and I could hear her breathing begin to get deeper and deeper again.“Oh my LOVER” I moaned. Strangely enough I want to climb up on the bar and let you fuck my brains out but I know I can’t because the boss will show up over here shortly to lock up.’ Turning slowly with a shake of her head, she moved to the end of the bar and opened her bag. She took an off white sundress out and slipped it on, hurriedly buttoning the front. She removed a hairbrush and placed the jeans and shirt inside. She stood brushing her hair as the back door squeaked, opened, and an older gray-headed man walk in..