She caught my hands and placed them on her hips. In the darkness, I could see her hands reach for the buttons of her blouse. In four quick movements... the blouse parted. A flip of her fingers parted the catch on the front of her bra, and I could almost make out her beautiful breasts."I haven't shared these with anyone but my husband in a long time, and never with anyone from work," she whispered. "Start gentle," she instructed as she pulled my face to her chest.I hope she hadn't expected me. Milfy re-positioned herself ready. She moved the one hand that was holding his cock, which by now was fully erect, to the base of his big cock before she covered it was her wet, warm mouth. Up and down, slowly, she gently sucked, licked, her tongue couldn’t keep still. Gradually she increased her speed, teasing the tip of him with her tongue. She looked up and saw that her Daddy was now awake. She shot him a cheeky grin before placing her warm wet mouth again over his enormous black cock,. "Sorry, Ma'am, I've been picking and canning apples for the last three weeks, and I'm heartily sick of them, so no thank you." I do like a polite zombie! Some dried fruit? I've got raisins and currants in my baking cupboard?" No, thank you, Ma'am, they don't agree with my digestion. You REALLY wouldn't like a zombie with wind, I'm afraid." Oh dear! I don't seem to have a treat for you! I'm so sorry - please don't play too nasty a trick on me!"I put on my brightest, friendliest smile as I said. A moment later, my fingers dug inside my slit and I immediately jerked around slightly."Shit," I muttered, opening my eyes and leaning back up.I instantly glimpsed around again. 'You are fine, lady. No one has any idea what you did, or that you have your hand down your panties,' I thought, bitting down on my bottom lip.I very casually tugged my hand out from under my bag and brought it right to my mouth.I inserted my pointer and middle fingers in there about halfway and sucked off my juice..