I held her head in place as I gave a couple quick strokes, fucking her face before pulling my wet dick from her lips. Passively holding her tongue out... Mya waited patiently as I slapped my cock against lips with a slippery 'smack'. "Do you like being on your knees?" I asked, slapping my spit-covered dick against her face. "Yes," she gasped as my fleshy pole struck her face again before slipping back into her hungry mouth. Immediately, Mya resumed sucking with renewed vigour, her soft, pink lips. ’ Paul grinned and said, ‘It sounds like it, but there are some things I need to check into for you, tax matters and the like. Have you got the papers your husband had you served with?’ Millie pulled them from her purse and handed them to Paul and he briefly looked them over, ‘You’re right. It looks pretty uncomplicated.’ ‘About your fees …’ Mollie started to say. ‘We won’t worry about them for now, Mrs. Andrews. Mrs. Andrews? Have you thought about taking your maiden name back?’ ‘No I haven’t.. My eyes fell upon my breasts, than God nature had been kind to me, even now in my advancing years of mid thirties, I could still compete with my teenage daughter, firm and tip-tilted, making my erect nipples still point skyward, another surge of heat from my loins, God I needed to get ready, 'Enough', my mind screamed, surely I would have a God almighty orgasm if I kept this up for much longer. I shaved using a wet razor, 'Clean as a wet whistle' I followed the curvature as it disappeared. Ich liebe es, wenn sie sich aufbrezelt und hohe Hacken trägt. Aber ich war weder geduscht noch hatte ich mich für sie gedressed. Ich starrte sie an. Sah sie, gekleidet wie eine Straßenhure und geschminkt, dass jedes Bimboflittchen vor Neid erblasst wäre. Ihre schwarzen ledernen Overknee Stiefel, Satinstrümpfe, Strapse, der Rock so kurz, dass das zarte Fleisch ihrer Oberschenkel sichtbar war. Dazu eine rote,eng geschürte Echtleder Korsage,ihre Titten drängten nach oben als wollten sie jeden.