The film started. After some time, that guy placed his hand on the side of the seat where I kept my hand. His hands were now touching my hand. I took ...y hand away. But my mind was in a naughty mood as it had been a while since I had sex with my husband.The guy lowered his hand towards my thigh and slowly touched one finger on my thigh. A spark went through me. He was slow and gentle.After some time, he lowered his hand again and placed his hand fully on my thigh. He and I didn’t look at each. It could be pretty stressful at times, especially as they were required to push other services, such as insurances, applications or software upgrades all the time and each had individual daily targets to reach in each ancillary product. At present, with Christmas fast approaching, there were continuous streams of orders for new customers, equipment and upgrades coming through as Christmas presents.Jen had dreaded telling Mum that she’d broken up with that philanderer Scott and moved out of. Jane had been crying all night and her face was puffed up, her eyes red. The old lady could tell she had been crying. Jane smiled back at her and expected her to head towards the stairs but while Jane took a puff of her cigarette, the old lady walked towards her instead."Are you okay dear? You look just awful." Jane didn't feel like telling this random old lady about her life problems but she had no one to talk to about it, and this neighbor would do. Jane started telling her about her husband. Then I climaxed with that bulbous behind and those thick thighs. I always pushed aside her buttock cheeks and licked her asshole. By this point we were both ready for fucking. We only had time to wash the soap from our loins and then moved into the bedroom floor where we had earlier on laid one of those gym-mattress. I laid her on her back and fucked her just like the way my Dad used to do. Such pre shower fucking often turned out to be long and refreshing. Mom was never greedy. She.