Bob is a wonderful man and a good father to Jeff. He takes good care of us and provides for the family.”“That’s great,” I said.“Yes, it’s ...reat,” she replied, “But it’s not enough. I thought that Bob would give us everything that we needed, and at first, that seemed to be the case. Five years down the road, I realize that he only provides stability.”“Isn’t stability a good thing?”“Stability doesn’t give me screaming orgasms, Steve. Pardon me for being so blunt. I need more excitement in my. "Miss Weston, we will be having a visit from my father, the honorable Mr. Nelson Sr. He is a bit hard of hearing, so just listen and try not to disappoint him. I have informed him of your abilities in making a good seat on a lap prior to receiving a deserved correction."Sue was astonished to see a much older edition of young Mr. Nelson walk into the office. The man had to be in his eighties and slightly bent over from age. It didn't really look like the old fellow would be bending anyone over. Tony suggested that the two look under the table and they both did. I had my left hand on my pussy. I was fingering it and the two looked pleased. I said “Come on are you just going to sit there or give me a hand”? Steve wasted no time and got under the table. He wasted no time and I felt his rough unshaven cheeks rub along side each of my thighs. He began to lick my pussy. He was pretty good his tongue lapping up my juices. It was not long before I was coming and I held my breath so not to. Holland extended to her and dialled the number, making the call she had wanted to make so badly these last few weeks. ******* ‘Hey! Brad!’ Brad was still hard at work. He was currently poking around the supply cabinet, looking for the materials required to complete his latest repair task, when he heard Russ’s voice echoing down the hallway. ‘What’s up, Russ?’ ‘Phone’s for you. It’s Kellie.’ Brad briskly jogged the short distance down the hall to Russ’s office and plucked the receiver from his.