Circling him like a panther, she caught her breadth. She could see his jockstrap through his white baseball pants. He wasn't bad looking. Nice smooth,...ound butt. He was still huffing and puffing from his attempted "escape"."You should have been in better shape!", she laughed, "Now I get to have somefun."Bending over she put her foot in the middle of his back to hold him in place.With a quick jerk she grabbed the elastic band of his pants and jockstrap andyanked them down to his ankles.He looked. Laura instantly sensed something was wrong and turned to see what I was gaping at- my cock sprang from her mouth with a pop. “You can punch out for the evening, Laura.” Ms Webster said in a very controlled voice. “We’ll talk tomorrow.” Laura scuttled out of the stockroom, her head lowered in shame as she passed uncomfortably close to our boss who dominated the door. She was just as scared as I was. She didn’t even turn back as she made her escape. Ms Webster. I think I remember her; brown haired, nice rack, cute face, future housewife. Ashley breathes heavy as I get it in her and then murmers words I can't understand as I fuck her nice and steady, the way I like to feel it. She gets quiet and her body gets more and more passive. I realize she's fallen asleep with me on top of her, my dick moving inside her pussy that's starting to feel dry. I have an idea and it sends a twinge to my pecker. I get some spit on it and moisten up Ashley's pussy for a. You seem surprised,” I replied. “Maybe a little,” Jeanette said. “Why, did you want to be the only Jeanette around here?” I asked. “Maybe, can I hold her now?” Jeanette asked. “Sure you pain in the butt,” I replied. “Bleep you,” Jeanette said as I handed little Jeanette to big Jeanette. Then I saw her face. She was gonna be a great mom. By then she was 10 weeks along and she couldn't wait to pop her baby out. Still I was a little surprised by the concept that she was with my mom. I don't know.