Ready for some horny action...Just in time too, I heard her back door open click clack on the patio decking, I stood in the doorway to get the wonderf...l view of her butt as she bent over to hang the washing from the laundry basket, fuck me what was she wearing, red stiletto's tan seamed stockings tight white blouse and a black pencil skirt, yowser!Flicking the control in my pocket, the ring burst into action bzzzzzzz.As she turned around I greeted her."Hi how are you,got a business meeting,. Helen this is Sindy." I smiled with as much warmth as I could manage and joined in the conversation. Helen was a good bit older than us, probably somewhere North of 40. She had slightly greying hair, pulled back into a pony tail, and was wearing a cheap tigerprint blouse over a large, soft, mature womanly figure, not exactly fat but carrying enough pounds that her every time she moved another bit of pale flesh would make a break for freedom from some corner or other. She had a broad Newcastle. I heard the chopper winding up to leave when the prosecutor came back in looking like death warmed over. He went to the coffee pot poured a cup and sat down at his table. It took him about five minutes to notice the computer was gone. He got a shocked look on his face and turned red asking where the computer had disappeared to. My men all busted up laughing and he just looked confused. I told him the ATF team had taken it to a federal judge about ten minutes ago. His shoulders slumped and he. If she’s sitting on them and doesn’t want you in there, you’re not going to go. In this case, her struggles somehow matched mine and her bare ass was suddenly on the cold marble counter. I take a big chance, moving back and down to free her legs. She grabs my head between her thighs, crossing her ankles and squeezing for all she’s worth. Her arms are busy holding her top half up, so I get my hands under her ass, hauling her up to where I can work my ears free and my face down into what turns.