Reality was reflected back at them via a mirror on the far wall and Lia watched what seemed to be a film pass before her eyes. The actor stepping into...the elevator was a tall, elegant man, his calm exterior betrayed only by the hunger in his eyes and the bulge in his crotch. The actress next to him was shorter by a head and shapelier, the curves highlighted to perfection in the teasing semi-transparency of black dentelle that enshrined her. Her long, dark hair fell over her shoulders, the Asian. The young mother padded barefoot through the house from her daughter's room to the kitchen, poured her last cup of coffee from the day's brew, and went off to the living room to get comfortable in the recliner to finish her latest romance novel.As was often the case when she was alone with her daughter at home, the gorgeous strawberry-haired woman dressed as simply and comfortably as possible. Today she wore nothing more than one of her husband's old dress shirts and a maternity bra.She had. It’s not long before I can’t take it anymore. “Please….stop.” I plead gasping. With your free hand you smack my ass hitting the plug that I almost forgot was in there. “Keep sucking” you demand. “Please….stop” I beg. You smack my ass again, this time aiming for the plug. I hesitate and you push on the plug. “You better fucking suck me, bitch” you warn. You pull the plug out and quickly shove it back in hard never stopping your torture of my pussy. I put my mouth back around your cock and. . uh, UH, UNH, UNH, ahh, mmm, oh, Ross, oh, baby, mmm, don't stop," she cried out as I licked and licked and tongued while I held her hips feeling her tremble and shake.That had to be it, it was sure strong, sure powerful. Wow and I did it. I gave a grown woman an orgasm and it seemed like a good one."Oh, Ross, come here, honey," she cooed as she pulled me up from the floor and began kissing me hugging me to her, my dick nestled between her legs right where I wanted it to go in.As her tongue.