I'd be better off going back to the kitchen and sticking my dick in her mother's ass, I thought with a wicked grin. Again, I mentally jostled myself o...t of these new fantasies about Mrs. Lynn. I decided I'd settled for just a taste of Maddie's ass. I moved down her body to her juicy rump, spread her plump cheeks with my hands and stuck my face where my dick had just been. I found my tight target and gently probed it. I swirled my eager tongue around the rim and really savoured her forbidden. My mother and father ran a business that made "foundations". No, not building foundations, but women's undergarments. My mother was very talented. Not only did many of the city's upper class wear her undergarments, but many of the women who worked in burlesque and other theatres sought her out to design and sew their costumes, what little there was of them. I grew up around girdles, garters belts, corsets, brassieres, and all of the other types of undergarments. My mother designed the. She was radiant - though a little damp - and so beautiful to look at she took my breath away; she almost kissed me, but I gave her a face which said ‘NO’, and she quieted to say “Oh, Chao Anh, how are you?” She took a step back and I regained my breath, studying her anew. She had on a tight-fitting blue top, her breasts outlined well inside, and a short denim skirt, and she was a picture of a young, slim Vietnamese beauty; I lightly kissed her cheeks, inviting her to sit down and order lunch;. Anyway she was just settling at her desk when to blokes in her department entered her office without knocking, they briefly looked her up and down ogling her titties. She asked the blokes, who she referred to as Paul and Tony, what they were doing. She wasnt ready for the response she got that was for sure. Were removing your door Fiona so that when your being used and fucked senseless we can hear you screaming and have a quick look at you performing like a whore. She sat stunned at the lack of.