He was quickening his pace on his cock. Before he could even say anything I knelt down between his legs and licked his balls. oh god, he moaned. I he...rd a car. It made me think of my dad. I jumped up and ran out. It wasnt my dad, but it was another customer. What do you want Johnny? This father was trying to coax his 8 year old to pick a menu item. Holy hell! Just fucking pick for him! I screamed – in my head of course. I could hear Mr. Kirk moaning in the back and hoped that the customer. Nobody noticed anything out of the ordinary, and neither did I.As we went through her bosses office, she mentioned that he was out of town, then led me into the conference room. The first indication that something unusual was about to happen was when she locked the conference room door behind us. My engineering mind began trying to come up with an explanation for a need to lock the door if all she wanted was help in moving something heavy.My second indication was when she bent over the end of. My boyfriend Thomas, later my husband, said I was” insatiable” but he didn’t complain. It was me that wore him out. He was 20 and was ‘up to the job’. He found some magazines and books on sexual positions and we tried them all. I taught myself to be an excellent cock-sucker and was ready to try anal sex, a very taboo thing, at the time, and I enjoyed that too.Of course I became pregnant. We became careless and when we had run out of condoms it was a case of “whip it out quick” and it didn’t. “Pass the soap, please” she saidShe washed my cock giving it good attention around and under the head, then she let me wash her large beautifully tits with her hard nipples.I was mesmerised with them as mum washed her tummy and her hairy pussy, I just stood in the shower watching her get washed. We dried each other in the bathroom and I felt her warm body through the towel. Mum then knelt down in front of me and dried my cock and balls, making me hard again, the towel dropped and her hand.