“Erin, I know exactly, what we could do.”The two could barely wait until elevator doors closed before their lips locked and their tongues tangled....All of the waiting, all of the anticipation, all of the tension exploded into a fury of nibbling lips, groping breasts and stroking cock. Thomas’ tie was dangling around his neck haphazardly, and Erin had to pin her wrist to her dress since both her straps slid off her shoulders by the time the elevator rambled up the shaft and the doors groaned. Mrs. McKinley struggled to keep herself quiet. She bit her lip, groaned, and flexed her fingers as I began to pound into her more desperately. When she did moan, it was a quiet whine, one that said she was trying very to keep herself under control. Turns out, I really enjoy a challenge. Sliding my hand down her back, I gripped her hips and gave up on restraint, allowing my thrusts to slap loudly against her ass. She let out a raw, guttural moan, and for a second I thought it might have been a. ”“Quiet,” admonished the president. “Let Miss Jordan teach her lesson.”“Mmm, so you need to love your futa,” said Mom as she leaned over me. “If you've spanked her ass, then you should kiss all over butt-cheeks.”Her silky hair brushed my bringing rump. I groaned at the soft caress. My pussy clenched and my futa-dick throbbed. I wiggled more, my heart racing as the pleasure surged over me. I bit my lip, wanting to moan out in wild need. Her lips brushed my ass.“Mom!” I gasped.“Yes, yes, you want. You get naked, thenyou get dressed. Pretty standard." Helen noted with her own touch ofsarcasm.Mark walked out with his hands in front, flushing pink to crimson forthat reason. Also from watching Helen opening what was obviously adiaper. She was doing so on a low table covered with a pad."Do I do that or do you?" Mark asked trying desperately not to react towhat he was seeing."I do it with exam gloves on. If that's a problem, I could get a nurseto do this?" Helen said smiling."No, don't be.