She finally walked right to the front of my desk and bent over, allowing her breasts to shake and sway before she plopped them down on the surface of ...y desktop. She then turned and bent over to give me the view from behind of her furry vagina and her less furry brown anus. Again, she shook her hips and then sat on the desk. Her cheeks spread out as only the hips of a mature woman would do.After a few minutes, she stood, turned around, and affixed the front clasp of her bra. She then shook the. Where are you?”“I’ve got a flat.”“A flat, so when are you coming home, we need to talk.” He said.We’d needed to talk for a long time, now probably more than ever. “Paul, soon, but this job is going better than I’d dreamed, so I don’t know, look I’ll phone you later, ok?“Don’t you fucking hang up on me Chrissy….”I pressed end.The job was going well, I had work for the next two months, thanks to………………………I sipped my drink, the ships slowly went on their way. He was beside me, his hand ran from my. God, they were beautiful--nice big plump white globes with large brownish-pink areolae and erect nipples!Then she reached for my belt and unbuckled it, unbuttoned my pants and yanked the zipper down. I tore the buttons loose on my shirt as Mom tugged my pants down my legs. I managed to slip my shoes off without untying them, while Mom was pulling my undershorts down my legs. My big, hard cock leaped free, bobbing right in her face as she continued removing my shorts. I stepped out of them, and. It's notthat he was rude, far from it, but he had been a shy person for as longas he could remember. He was an only child and his late father hadpassed away when he was very young, so much so that he now struggled toremember much about him at all. His childhood had therefore beendominated by his mother. He remained living her with her for many yearsand if it had not been for her death when he was 30 he would probablystill be living with her now. After the funeral he remained in the houseand ten.