I felt him pushing my head so I relaxed and let him slid past that barrier. I had never let him that deep before, he groaned and said I want to come o...er and over as he pushed farther down my throat. His eyes were closed so he could not see the tears running down my cheeks. I wanted him to come. I wanted to see his happiness. As he hit as far as he could, he looked to me and smiled. I nodded to give him permission to do what he wanted. He swiftly used my hair as a lever and pulled my head back. Oh man I loved that ass. Now my dick also started to grow within my jeans. With sudden brakes now I started thrusting my cock towards her ass crack. I think she had already felt when it was hard. Now I started doing to and fro motion slowly. Like I was fucking her ass. When I observed that she was not resisting I became more bolder. I took one of my hand which was holding the bar towards her ass cheeks so that I could feel with my hand. Slowly I started to cup her ass cheeks from sideways and. We had only seen pictures of each other, however, this was our first face to face encounter. I asked him if he was going to come open my door, he slowly walks over, and I can read his expression as he breathes a sigh of relief. The attraction is there at first glance. He helps me out of my car, closing the door behind me, embracing me into a tight squeeze. Wow I say as the hug now turns into a passionate make out session. Neither of us wanted to come up for air and some how simultaneously. “Hi!” Katie softly spoke into the box, “The temporary agency sent me over.”“I’ll be right out,” the sexy woman watched as the door opened and an older olive toned man smiled widely as he stared at the sexy wife. He was about her height and a little chubby. His olive skin highlighted his salt and pepper hair. He opened the door further and extended his hand and with a heavy Indian accent, “You must be Katherine Jackson!”She extended her hand, “You can call me Katie,” as she glanced past the man.