One passing car later, and they were on their way.He stole continued glances at the passenger seat while he drove through the suburban back roads. Oh ...hit. Is this even the same person?Her reddish-brown hair, always straightened—excepting Saturday’s encounter, was now wavy at the ends. She’d tied it partially into a ponytail which hung from halfway up the back of her head to just past her shoulder blades. The rest was brushed forward over her bared clavicles. A pair of long, thick tresses. She took a black bra and blue panty first and took a blue chudidhar and white leggins and kept it on the bed.Now the time watching my mom nude for the first time. Then mom was standing in front of the mirror and took out her bra both melons were hanging like mango then she took some coconut oil and applied to all over her body parts and massaged her melons and took down her panty applied some oil thighs and near by pussy area and cut loose her tied hair and applied a little to that also and. You rub it against my lips wetting your tip. I moan with need. You can't take it anymore, and slide deep inside me. My head tilts back as you fill me completely. Your hands grip my hips hard as you pull out and slide into me again. I moan your name and rock back against you. You decide you want to have me on the bed. You turn me around and pick me up. I wrap my legs around your waist and push myself back on you, needing to have you inside me. You carry me to the bed and lay me down. I moan and. One day, Jack stopped by my office. “I need a word about the Hadley account,” he said.“OK,” I replied.“This is new,” he said, picking up a recently framed photo of myself and Karen on holiday. Karen’s bikini had caught his eye. She did look fit. And the bikini was small.Jack called by the next day, this time closing the door. Picking up the photo, he said he had been thinking. He needed me to move to a more senior position which double my salary. Happy days. But to make that work he would need.