With each thrust I gave her she gave a breathy little grunt. Soon sweat and oil mixed into a silvery sheen that coated her from head to toe. Her dangl...ng breasts shook every time I deeply thrust into her. I too was coated with sweat from my exertions, but we didn't care. The scent of her arousal mixed with the scent of oil and our sweat. The sound of her grunts combined with my moans and the rhythmic slapping sound I made against her buttocks as I fucked her faster and faster. I felt as if the. My mama said that he could not resist without coming to our house when my dad is not there. And could not wait till the weekends to meet his wife at the village .My mom was protesting that she is married now with two children and he cannot do the same thing to continue. I got curious closed my book & started concentrating to hear their conversation. My mama mumbled something which I could not hear properly.After dinner, we slept with my mama sleeping next to my mom, with my sister being shifted. "Do you like your new breasts, Doug?" Christine asked? "Do they feelgood?" Yesss..." he managed to slur through the intense pleasure."1, 10."Samantha removed her mouth from Doug's right nipple but replaced it withher hand - continuing to milk both of his breasts.She brought her mouth to his - her lips to his lips. She slid the tipof her tongue through her own lips and touched his. They parted. Andas she kissed him, she let the milk from her mouth drain into his.Doug couldn't resist. He. "You," she pointed her index finger of her right hand at her. "Come with me," she ordered, then spun on her heel back into her office."Oo, looks like someone's in trouble," said the Asian guy.Sylvia rolled her eyes at him as she stood up and walked towards her boss's office and walked in closing the door behind her. She saw her new boss in her black leather chair with an annoyed look upon her face."You wanted to speak with me," she said, but her voice came out nervously."Do you know what time.