Her bowels release gas and bladder empties, soaking her. Poor former Deputy Press Secretary must’ve held that in till the very end. Then she’s sil...nt, except for a few muscle spasms and jerks. This means that she’s gone and willing, resting against the dumpster. Her round ass is sticking out nicely and it’s on the perfect height, like waiting to be taken by me. I plan to take on that offer.I immediately glance around me; no one. I need to act fast though. I let go of my death hold and squeeze. "Show your sexy step mom some respect." Her left hand tickled my balls a bit while the other stroked my pecker. My lips went into my mouth and I leaned my head back a little bit. 'Oh, this is wrong, but do I stop her?' After emotionally conflicting moment, her head leaned onto my right shoulder. "Do you like what I'm doing, Ted? Do you like my soft hands?" "Yes and yes," I moaned, jiggling around. She lifted her head up. "Look at me, buster." I slanted my neck back and looked right into her. As I pulled the door open I looked at his computer screen. I would love to have one that big. It was maybe 28 inches... there was email poking out from under a browser, just maybe an inch. I did a double take, and a cold dry hand gripped my heart and squeezed. What little I could see said, "Your Princess & your Cock Worshiper."I'm not sure how we got home. I do rememeber that at Emmie's request, we went through a fast food window and picked up some sandwiches and soft drinks. The rest of the. Want to grab that refrigerator and jog it over six blocks? The delivery is on the fifth floor of a building without an elevator,” the owner joked.I turned to him and said, “Sure, if you will interview two of my best friends for jobs here making deliveries. They need jobs, aren’t starting college this year, and are hard-working.”I didn’t give him any choice as I took the paperwork for the refrigerator, got some lifting straps, and used my phone to show me how to strap it to support it on my jog.