He was in his forties, bald on top, and portly. He suddenly said: "When are you going to invite me to your home?"Jim blinked. "Well, sir, I—well, wh...never." Make it this weekend," his boss said."Yes, sir, okay," Jim replied.When Jim got home that evening and told his wife Diana that his boss would be coming to their house, she was less than enthusiastic. "It's not the fact of entertaining your boss, and having him for dinner," she said, "although that will be a hassle. It's the fact that he is. He brought his face to mine and we shared a soft kiss, much more controlled than last time. His taste was so familiar, it felt strange, like kissing myself. It was slightly different to mine but similar enough to feel…to feel right. Like this meant we were compatible, as if all siblings should make love to each other. My heart started beating faster as his kiss stopped, his head lowered and I felt his lips kiss me down my jaw, my chin, then down my neck. His hand lowered from my hair and went. . a bit more than we should but it was fun, Herbert would rub my back and my legs as we sat at the table, and he would hold me close and massage my ass as we danced, a couple of other men cut in on us so I danced with them also, they were rugged looking black men, it looked strange me a 50 year old sightly over weight white women dancing with guys who could be my sons, Herbert told them he was my husband so things didn't get to out of hand, although they did feel my ass and boobs up.Herbert and. Cum rocketed out and hit Toppsy's face and tits, and splashed into her hair. Toppsy gasped and continued gulping down jism from the tubing, her eyes wide as the same amazon's bursting prick continued to blast out cum. Her stomach heaving, she finally emptied her nuts, and moaned in pleasure as she backed away. Another amazon's nuts burst above Toppsy's head. The churning cum shot through her cock like a rocket, and a thick stream of jism blasted into the bowl, and then squirted into.