That, combined with the clenching of her ass around my engorged member had me there. I held as long as I could, enjoying the feeling of her spasming, ...hrusting cum, then had to pull from her and leap to my feet. Still grasping a handful of her curls, I lifted her to her knees just as I lost control of my reserve. A stream of grey-white jizz erupted from my pulsing cock as I aimed for her opening mouth. She extended a kittenish pink tongue and did her best to catch the thick, ropy streams as. “...and you, are you large?” ahem, I thought as I began blushing, “I haven't had any complaints, and quite a few compliments” Her direct approach forced a stiffening of my cock in my jeans making it quite obvious should I have to stand or leave my desk, I wrote back. This was like adding fuel to a brush fire, she wrote back - “I am laying nude on my bed would you like to see?” “Go ahead” I challenged knowing full well I could get caught and lose my job. “First tell me what you would do if. Hamilton, but you’re a married woman. You shouldn’t be seen talking to me alone. My family has a reputation for not having respect for other people’s relationships. You should go home to your family.”I left her standing there and pedaled off. I had four more shifts at the restaurant and then I was done. I’d made arrangements to get an apartment this year and it would be ready for me when I got there. It was actually mine as of August 1st, so by the time I was done at the restaurant, I could. My husband is a strikingly handsome man. Almost 40, he is over six feet tall, salt and pepper hair, with a muscular build from years of swimming. He definitely would attract any woman he wanted with his clothes on. His clothes off however. was even better. He had the body of a man half his age and he was blessed with a long, thick cock, I wasn’t sure I was prepared to share. Looking down at it as we talked about his fantasy, I saw it spring back to life. Reaching down, encouraging him to.