She caught her breath. "I really do want to talk to you. I've been hearing from Sarge all morning about you until you showed up. It seems you're quite...a hero in his opinion. He says you retired with a medical disability. What is it?" She had nestled in at my side quite comfortably."My back was broken. I was told that I couldn't jump out of airplanes any more." Oh, Abe, I'm sorry." It's okay. No skydiving but I can do most anything else. I do need to sleep flat. Sleeping on an uneven surface. Her tits were awesome; perfect perky c's. She was always wearing blouses that let just enough of them show to keep you wondering what lies beneath the fabric. But at this moment she wore shiny leather boots that came up to her thighs, a black leather corset and her hair was tied into a ponytail. Grant was about 6’4 with a slender build and salt and pepper hair, maybe 45. This guy was really pounding my mom! She was screaming at the top of her lungs! “Fuck your Mistress, you fucker! Fuck me. Freemont has arrived. Would you like me to show him into your office?” Sara, the receptionist piped in over the intercom. “Yes, Sara. Have him come right up.” Excitement zinged through her body. Today would be interesting. She only had one meeting on her calendar for today and that wasn’t until the afternoon. That meant that she could spend time training Craig for the majority of the day. There was a soft knock at her door before it opened and Craig came over the threshold. “Miss Baker? Hi,”. He licked under my balls and all round my cock before returning to my tight little hole and I prayed that he wouldn’t suck my cock because I would have exploded almost instantly and I’d no idea what effect it would have had on him.I shouldn’t have worried as all he wanted from me was to use me as his fuck slave. After a while he positioned himself between my wide open thighs and worked the head of his cock into my ass and said that I now got to watch as well as feel what it was like to be a.