’ * * * She did try. At first she called every two weeks. Then every week. We’d have lunch. She’d make her pitch, I would turn her down, then we...would move on to some incredibly interesting conversations. It became something of a game for me to try to guess what slant she was going to put on her next pitch. In the meantime I was hopelessly smitten. Not that I gave her any clue. I think. There was always the outside chance that she’d persuade me and I would end up working for her. Once burned,. He was already hard at the idea of having his dick sucked and cumming all over her body. He wanted to fuck her on top of her desk! She fantasized he would come in to her office one day and aggressively fuck her like a savage maniac. That's why she hadn't wore underwear for 3 years. As soon as he walks in he reached his hand up her skirt and pushed her up against the filing cabinet. He brasses his body up against hers. She could feel his big cock, he was already hard. She was so surprised at his. Inevitably they would begin the day with a loud argument over whose turn it was to take the dog out or whose evening it was to cook supper. I figured they must enjoy quarrelling for I was sure they could do either task in half the time they spent jawing about it.Both women had acted friendly and interested when I made the mistake of helping them move in, but I quickly lost interest after the first week of wake-up calls. At first I even tried pounding on the walls to try to quiet them down but. “Aaahhhhh.. Fuckkkkk meee fuck my pussyyyy.”She bit her lips sexily. Soon, she clasped her legs together and pushed the carrot deep inside of her. Her hips bucked involuntarily and I knew she had reached an orgasm. She turned to the side, facing me and her MILF boobs began sagging on the sides, making a huge cleavage.Mom slowly recovered from her sexual trance and opened her eyes, only to find me, her only son, staring at her from the edge of her bedroom! The calm, satisfied look was soon.