I pulled her off of my cock, it completely covered with spit and some on my pants around it as well. i told her to sit on my desk in front of me. she ...id, and i leaned over, running my tongue up her thighs, kissing each one before making it to her once again panty clad pussy. i licked around the edge of her panties, teasing her before pulling them to the side again and running my tongue up and down her now sopping wet pussy. i licked and sucked her clit, then moved town, tonguing her sweet. I was proud of him."Do you see my nipples are expanding? They like to be touched and respond accordingly. Now you may grasp my tit and gently squeeze. Yes, just like that.” He took my right tit in his hand and began to knead it. His breathing was coming in short gasps and I wondered how long my lesson would last.“Milk it. Draw the energy from my body to the tip of my tit. Watch, you’ll see it grow.” I could feel my body responding to his touches.I said, “See, my nipples are erect and the white. I paused, searching for words,... my hanging calf dead still. Moments like this are hard to put into words.I'm dressed in attire no Mother would wear in front of her Son. I have violated some societal line by stepping over several times, in the recent past. His craving for flesh so profound that even his Mother, became a suitable candidate for exploration. His weakness for legs is his Mothers best asset. My ability and will to encourage his forbidden attention has been surely fruitful. I. I shook my head and laughingly thought, They will be lucky to get any work out of me at all today!My work meeting seemed meaningless, and I had a hard time participating in any capacity. Thankfully I wasn't asked to give commentary on any of the topics discussed, as my mind was obviously elsewhere. When the meeting began to exceed our allotted time for the conference room, we thankfully were dismissed, but the Director of Digital Operations asked us to be available for an afternoon discussion.