His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave a... exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You apologize. When you say you’re sorry it makes you sound like pathetic sweet heart. “He said tenderly” Your too beautiful and maintain too great a life to be someone who can call themselves sorry." He moved his head slightly closer and she. Then, a voice above her. Intimate, but loud enough for an audience.“You’ll never know my name. You’ll never see my face.”Her hips thrust. Her pussy twitched. He noticed.“Her cunt spasmed! This fucking slut liked that! She loves strange cock”Hollers. Screams. But then:“Would it turn you on to know that I know your name?She froze. “Oh that’s right, slut. We all know yours,” he said. “Elena Griffin, CPA. Junior Associate at BBA.”Her heart stopped.And then, a familiar whisper in her ear. Jack.“It’s. ” “Afraid you’ll enjoy it?” The older woman practically read her mind. “Yes,” she admitted. “I don’t know how you managed to do that without losing it any more than you did. I know he’s my son, but…but…there at the last…I was sort of forgetting that.” “I know,” Linda stated flatly. “I think all three of us were.” She reached out and patted her on the shoulder. “Don’t beat yourself up over this. He didn’t seem too perturbed. And if you have to deal with him directly at some point…I think. Very attractive – and she knew it! She said, “I don’t want you to think that I’m too direct, but do you like my pussy?” I was a little uncomfortable with the question and looked nervously at Mark. Mark was grinning and just sort of shrugged his shoulders. “Uh yeah, I do” I said awkwardly. She laughed and said I made her day. She then looked down at my crotch and said, “I really like your cock too.” It has strong looking veins and I like how thick it looks.I have to admit to being a little taken.