Je commence de bon gré à les sucer à tour de rôle.Le patron lance à mon homme :« Puisque vous n'avez rien à foutre, allez chercher des outils !...On va lui faire une petite révision à votre salope ! »Alain trouve l'idée plutôt amusante et revient avec des outils divers. Le boss m'ordonne alors pour bien m'humilier :« Commence par te rentre ce marteau dans la chatte salope ! »Je regarde avec horreur Alain en espérant qu'il fasse cesser cette mascarade. Mais au contraire il me dit :« Ecoute le. Stop by on your way home from work, come in my garage and I'll drop my pants for you. You work on my fat stick till it blows wherever you like. Then you go." Now usually I don't go for Straight married men only because they are attached and majority of them have families. But it was something about the post that really got me interested in him (maybe because he was an older daddy bear).So I made contact with him through email and I even sent a photo just to see if he was interested. Within 10. .." Her eyes widened and she opened her legs wider, humping my fingers. She looked from me to the condom and back to me."Yeah...?" I smiled, raising one eyebrow.Her mouth fell open and she slowly nodded, lifting her hips. I sat beside her and rubbed her now wet pussy, then held the condom with both hands. She raised her hips."Hold yourself open." I held the condom poised, just above her soft lips. Her eyes widened further and she held her pussy open until I could see her cervix, it looked. That was until Natasha and Kirsty stopped to wave before they jumped into Helen's car, I stood there in the middle of the schoolyard and looked around, unable to move as I waited for the other shoe to drop but nothing happened.Homework took no time at all as there was only a chapter in the set book to read and I'd already done that. I skimmed over the chapter just to refresh my memory and then headed downstairs to see what was happening.Mom had just finished adding the final touches to whatever.