Mary wanted nothing more than to place her face between those legs and eat her pussy. Looking was ok and sometimes she wished that she wasn’t so fai...hful.After Judy got dressed Mary thought the girl looked stunning and the girl's innocent face made her looked more seductive. The skirt barely covered the girl's ass and top few buttons on the shirt were unbutton revealing a nice cleavage. The white stockings went up to the girl's knees and she looked like the sluttiest schoolgirl ever. *****The. What did he mean?I moved faster.He held my head down. "No! Suck my cock!"I think I understood. Sucking his cock didn't just mean bobbing, sucking, and licking. It meant taking his cock into my throat. I took a deep breathe and tried to remember how I did it before.I went down, backed off a little when I gagged, and tried again. I swallowed when his cock head pressed at my throat and that caused it to penetrate. I pushed deeper getting his cock fully into me. He groaned. I came up with a big. The shop was a hole in the wall in an alley. Crammed to the ceiling with bikes. New, old, working, non-working. She took one look at me and laid it on the line. ‘Kid, you faked most of this resume, but I’m desperate. Get your ass in the shop here and go to work. We’ll talk tonight about whether you have a job or not.’ Ten hours later, I was falling down tired, but thirty bikes were repaired, and twenty of them had gone out the door with happy owners. With the shop closed, I was trying to tidy. My thoughts were dragged back to the present as I hear Carlota's familiar moans. The big boss' body was jerking and he was grunting and I knew he was filling my wife's pussy with his cum again. By my reckoning, these fuckers already owed us $20,000 and they were still going strong thanks to my sexy wife. She was earning her keep like never before. It's funny, but I thought I was going to be the breadwinner after getting my forklift job at this company and earning twenty bucks an hour. But here.