I reached for herhead and pulled her off my cock and said, I need to fuck you as I turned her sothat she was kneeling facing her window and her ass wa... towards me. I pushed upher skirt and tore off her panties as I knelt behind her. I took my hard cockin my hand and stroked it and then guided it to her dripping pussy. I heard hermoan as she felt the tip of my cock pressing against her cunt...with one hardthrust I slammed my hard cock deep into her and held it there for a few secondsjust feeling. Doris greeted everyone and accepted the vacuous compliments on her outfit while giving equal shallow compliments of her own. She made her way over to the caterer's table. She requested a fine Chablis and then perused the hors d'oeuvres. Most were far too fattening. Doris valued her svelte figure. She was drawn to the little celery boats filled with caviar. Caviar, Doris knew, is a nearly perfectly balanced food, with 30% protein, 16% fat, 4% minerals and the rest water. Celery was, of course,. And she was efficient. I took her to lunch before she was hired and discussed what I expected from her as a secretary. Whan I arrived at work each morning we always exchanged greetings and shared little pleasantries. One morning as I came into the office I saw that she was crying. Embarrassed, she told me that she was having trouble with her husband. She blurted out that he was impotent (he was much older than she) and she was in the prime of life without sex. I was verbally supportive and. I don’t talk about it, because it was very recent and I don’t want anyone to think less of the guy,” DJ confessed as Uncle Jesse humped her good and hard, “besides, you fuck a lot harder than any cuckold should, with a nice, big piece of man meat to boot.”“Yeah, it’s more of a soft cuckold, hot wife, wife-led marriage scene, I guess. All of what you said is true, but it’s also true that your Aunt Becky has dominated me in one form or another for years. She just turned it in a kinkier, wilder.