Diane and I got along really well. We always flirted back and forth with each other. Diane was home alone and only wearing a t-shirt that barely cover...d her ass. Her pert tits stood out thru the thin material. We started to flirt and talk as Diane cleaned up the kitchen; I sat at the bar and watched. Diane being 49 and about 5 foot 8. Nice wide hips, cute ass, and perky tities. She has long blonde hair and big blue eyes. Diane is good looking, but I have the hot’s for her daughter, so I never. ”“Jos, you ladies shouldn’t treat her like that. She is a friend and she is hurting as much as Tasha and Diana. She loves me too. She just doesn’t show it the way the rest of you do.”“You’re amazing, Mick.”“No. I’m just a guy.”I finished breakfast, and Jos and I went for a long walk around the pond.“I never asked, Mick, but you seem to be very comfortable when we go in the water. You move through it really easily.”“I was a swimmer all through college. My dad got me on our local swim team when I. She is the personal assistant to his VP of marketing. Hiram had noticed her in the meeting and requested she stay behind to pick up some items Hiram wanted her boss to look over.Her name was Anne. She had been a personal assistant for just over 3 years, her boss had never been forward with her, and she enjoyed working for him. He was not too demanding of her in her off time and she worked hard to not let her job interfere with her personal life.The meeting had been near the end of the day and. I was admittedly proud of the heft and size of my cock, but I knew of its limitations. There was no way in the world I could allow a female to eat me all day without blowing the lid off my steaming seminal pot.Grabbing Peggy’s hair, I pulled her head away from my pulse-pounding cockshaft and forced her to stop her frantic eating. I was ready to blow my load any second and Peggy damn-well should know it!“Oh Daniel, I’m sorry,” Peggy said with a mixture of regret and happiness. “I’ve almost.