It was now an hour before closing time and the secretary called me down to her desk. I walked down there, expecting anything, and was asked if I could...help her with something. She told me that there must be a wire loose behind her computer as something was not working properly. I bend down and looked under her desk and as I did so, I could see nothing immediately. “Why don’t you go down there and fix it,” she said and I got on my knees to crawl under the desk. I was wondering what it could be. Matt smiled at her. "You're welcome, Susie." Donna looked at him. "Thanks," she said. "Betty is her favorite doll. If she lost her, I don't know what she'd do. I don't know what I would do." "I have a daughter of my own, about Susie's age," Matt said. "I know how important a little girl's doll can be." "You do?" Donna looked dismayed. "You're married?" "Divorced. Two years now." "Oh. I'm sorry," Donna said. She didn't look, Matt thought. She looked hopeful--or was he imagining that she looked. She tasted sweet and fresh with a slight flavor of citrus.I started to lay her back as I wanted to taste that small pussy of hers but she pushed me flat on my back and straddled my hips. Planting her feet on either side, she squatted and lowered her body and slid my cock into her pussy. It was tight, hot, and clung to my cock as she started to raise and lower herself on me while keeping her balance with one hand on my belly.Suddenly Agnes walked into the room. The moment she saw her Eva froze.. ." and then resumed her milking of my cock. She moved her legs a couple of times, pushed back some more and got as much of my cock into her pussy as the position allowed.I just sat there trying to breath and not hold my breath.I have no idea exactly how long we were there, just feeling her slowly caress my cock with her cunt. But it was long enough that twice my mom's breathing increased, her actions increased, and she got very wet. And then she got even wetter as my cock, unable to take the.