.. it was lust ... pure and simple, animal lust.When Deanna started squealing like a pig and her toes curled, her chest heaving and her breathing shal...ow, there was little doubt. It was too unglamorous and unflattering a noise to be fake. She was cumming for me, yet again, which was the other reason that I knew it was real. I just knew that more of this, sliding in and out of her warm, wet snatch, my previous loads helping lube her further, and I would soon expel a third load and would be. Try toremember that in the future, if you don't mind. See you later,okay?"Kenneth waited for Richard to leave before picking up the phone.He dialed a number from memory and settled back down into hisalmost-new chair. The phone was picked up halfway through thesecond ring. A familiar voice said, "This is Jane Thompson." Hi Momma-Jane," he replied. "This is your son-the-lawyer. Whatdo you need?" A great deal, Kenneth. I'm sorry to intrude upon your privacy,but are you free for dinner tonight?. I told him it was a school night and could only sit until ten o'clock and he agreed. So, on Thursday, he came to pick me up. As we pulled into his garage, he stopped the engine and said, "Um, Mandy, before you get out, uh, well, Steve Parsons told me about you and, well, I'm single, I don't have any kids. But he told me that you had other services, and, uh, well, I'd like to hire you for those. Can we go inside and talk about it?" I agreed and we went in, sat opposite each other as he. I touched her panty and it was all wet by then (I had fear of being seen by others or what if she shout). But I didn’t have a boner, by touching her panty. It was her precum oozing out from her pussy.Then I dragged out my hand suddenly and smelled it. It gave an instant blood rush to my rod. It was standing like a pole inside my shorts. And I was introduced to a new kind of fragrance!Again, I placed my hand inside. This time, it went easily without any force, not just into her pants, but into.