MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM she said as her tongue slid across and under my cock head, taking about half of my cock in her mouth was even better than I could have...ever imagined. I slid my seat back to give her better access to my meat. I groaned as she took as much in her mouth as she could. Shelly plunged her head down my shaft then up and down I watched as her head moved quickly trying to take a little more each time. I felt my balls starting to erupt and her mouth never left my cock as I filled her with. Tom had never been more satisfied with any secretary he'd ever had than he was with Samantha, and the one major thing was that she fully fit the description of his SEXetary. Samantha was the most administratively competent secretary he'd ever had work for him, but she was such an attractive and sensually sexy woman that he never exhausted the things she was able to do with him and for him. Now that he and Samantha had been working together and enjoying each other as lusty lovers for quite some. She was dressed as if she just got home from work. Conservatively, yet I couldnt stop watching her ass as she led me through her home showing me what plants to water, where the dog food was, and where to put the mail. When we entered the living room, I commented on what a great entertainment system they had. Mind you, this was the 90s before everyone had a huge TV mounted on their walls. This house had a 55 TV, surround sound, a full stereo system, the works. Mrs. Carter smiled and said, Feel. I become nothing more than this moment. Just the feeling of being inside her, the want to pull out and the pleasure to slam back in. And that’s the word for it now, slamming. Fasting, harder, at my limit and then beyond it. She says something but I don’t hear it over the sounds that we’re making, the wetness I’m pushing into, the bed itself making rhythmic thuds. Her legs arch up and wrap around me and I’m constrained, so I use it. I stop fighting. I push myself into her with shorter, more.