Eileen led him to her car, a red Lexus IS, and handed him the key fob. ‘You drive,’ she told him with a wide smile. ‘I want to spend my time lo...king at you.’ He opened her door for her while she entered the car – he was a gentleman of the old school, something else she noted about him – then walked around and settled into the drivers’ seat. He took a moment to adjust the seat and mirrors and orient himself to the controls. ‘Nice wheels,’ he noted. ‘Thanks,’ she said absently. He was the. Most were at her age, some I recognized as people from school or her clubs. But some were a lot older than her. Shit, there even was a movie with this guy Jared, who lived down the street. He must have been in his fifties and was a kind of carekeeper for a girl named Jenny, who was at Eves age. Seeing him fucking my little daughter up her tiny asshole with his massive cock made me swallow hard. Would he do that to Jenny as well? I was devastated… A single tear ran down my cheeks. Finally I. I couldn’t believe how I felt at the moment being obscenely handled in front of the other men, but he had talked to me about this part of it. I had imagined, unrealistically, if/when I sexually interacted with someone in the office that I would be in a closed office or the conference room. He insisted that wouldn’t be the case. Part of the sharing and bonding of experience would be the openness of experience. If an office or conference room was used, it would be with an open door, but that. "May I?" She asked. I didn't trust myself to speak and nodded my consent to her request. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft and tightened. Her grip was firm and warm. She slid her hand up to the base of my cock's head and then back down to my rigid stomach. The lose skin tightening with new growth beneath her touch. She stroked me all the way until I was fully erect. She licked her lips and I thought for a second she might take me in her mouth. But then she laid back against the couch's.