She threw her head back and groaned in pleasure, feeling the warmth and wetness of his tongue on her sensitive skin. “Fuck, let me taste that pussy�...� she said, then pulling him up by the hair to kiss her passionately, tasting the thick, creamy juice dribbling out of his mouth and onto her tongue, making her pussy pulsate. He kicked off his pants completely and rubbed his rock hard meat against her thigh, humping her soft skin as he swirled his pussy soaked tongue around her mouth and lips. “Mm,. She looked so happy as we strolled past the receptionist. The young woman had a flush face. How much had she heard? I bet she'd heard quite a lot. I glanced at her and said, “Go in there and tell your boss that you have to sit on her face. My orders.”The receptionist blinked. “Excuse me?”“Go,” I said in my most commanding voice. “She'll eat you so hard. Trust me.”“Listen to her,” purred Mother. “My daughter likes to be obeyed.”The receptionist bolted to the office, moaning in delight. I giggled. Like me she had gained a few pounds, but she had a smile on her face and her hair was pulled back out of her face. “Shelly you look great how are you tonight?” I asked her.She had the cam set just on her face and said “”I am good. Sorry I did not meet you with everyone at the restaurant, but I really do not like groups of people.”“I understand what you are saying. It was as they were just talking around me and mainly with each other. Like you I really was never part of the popular group and I. “What’s that for” I asked“You’ve done a good job with the cleaning, that’s why”Bedtime came and I was looking at the ceiling in my bedroom again with sexual thoughts running through my mind, listening to probably to my mother undressing in her room as the floor boards creaked.In my masturbation fantasy, she was wearing black stockings with high heels and the lace and satin corsets I had seen in her drawer. I could see her touching her ample breasts, cupping her hands underneath them, just as I.