She told me to lie down on the kitchen floor, which at this point I did, she was over me on all 4's no physical contact. She said I could eat direct f...om the bowl, by this she meant her pussy, she lowered herself down about an inch from my face, her pussy was dripping, I was catching it on my tongue, she was drip feeding me her juices.I then felt her grip my cock, tightly, squeezing it, it was at full size only 6inches or so but quite thick especially as it was pumped and throbbing. She gripped. My balls jumped up and down as they worked their hardest to pump my seed into my mother's mouth. She giggled but didn't take my helmet out. I felt her tongue sliding back and forth over the tip of my cock, lapping up her son's cum. I held her silky hair in one hand and tried to resist the impulse to buck my hips back and forth, to fuck her face. A few painfully short moments later, she stood up, smiling, and kissed me on the cheek before turning on a heel and heading for the bed.And so ended. She said as much and for what felt like the first time Jamie heard him chuckle. A thin smile danced over his face before he composed himself again.“You lied to me and you will have to be punished for it, but you’re still the best assistant I’ve ever had. I don’t want to fire you, but of course you are welcome to leave if you wish.” Jamie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She wasn’t losing her job after all. She quickly stood up and grabbed a pen off the desk, she flipped the folder open. The door of the limousine opened and I could barely speak as I wasescorted across the sidewalk through the door."Ah yes Ms Blair we were expecting you," said the receptionist. "Yourstylist today is Marcel, and you'll have your nails attended to byPatricia. Please come this way."I was whisked away to the shampoo area, and I had a gown placed aroundme. Then my head was gently leant back into the sink so they could washmy long natural blonde hair. The warm water and the skilful fingers ofthe.