When she calmed down I made my way back up so I could give her a kiss. We both smiled at each other. "Holy fuck," was all my step-mum could say. "I'm ...lad you enjoyed that, but we aren't finished yet. I haven't cum yet." "Would you like me to suck it for you?" "No thanks, I want to cum in your pussy." Arlene rolled on top of me and lifted herself up a bit. She took my cock in her hand and guided it to her pussy, she then slowly impaled her self on my cock. I reached up and squeezed her tits,. She'd been away for two weeks and on the cab ride home she'd been considering all the things they could do for a surprise reunion. A long forceful screw amongst the shower steam had come top of her list by a long margin.As soon as she let the door softly click shut behind her Rachel could tell something wasn't right. The first thing she noticed was the smell, the apartment smelled hot and musky, a smell that immediately brought thoughts of sex into her mind. Then she noticed the mess, all the. “Yeah, that’s right,” Jason called out. Miranda rolled her eyes and said nothing.She could see Room #4, with Derek inside of it. Hair buzzed down, widow’s peak. As Miranda remarked earlier he had a belly, but he wore shirts that fit him well and owned it, and his arms were remarkably taught for someone his age. Easily the definition of a Dad Bod.He was already waiting, sitting at the meeting table and talking to someone out of view. She slipped in through the open door, closing it elegantly. Second, The contours for the legs held the legs spread apart, exposing one's privates. "That's positively indecent," I muttered.And third, in front of the chair was a desk. Looking at the grooves on the floor, it was apparent that after sitting in the chair it would slide forward and lock smoothly with the desk, trapping the sitter with soft rubber contours covering his entire body from the chest down.But worst of all was the seat. It was contoured for ass cheeks with a peak running down the.