"You little slut!" His voice thundered, Pamela shivered, tense and expectant. Waiting for another slap. It didn't come, and with a whimper she started...working herself backwards to The Minister's grinning delight.Inch by inch she worked that black monster back into her bottom. Finally she had it all in, or almost all in. She wriggled even further backwards pressing her sweet roundness tight into his loins. She could feel his throbbing cock bob and twitch inside her. She shove back hard anxious. She wanted to hold him inside her forever, to lay there connected as long as she could. To have him know her from the inside out. The thought of him being a part of her was all she could take, body clenching as face flew to his shoulder, a scream muffled by his body. Her orgasm caught him offguard, he gasped loudly as her pussy clenched down around him. Her body shook, vibrate on his cock, he couldn’t have moved even if he wanted to. Slowly she loosened, still convulsing. Face buried itself in. They swung, but surprisingly never sacrificing their refined feminine form as they moved.Then my father took charge of his spouse, and gently guided her, so that she assumed the classic 'doggie' style position, for entry to her craven haven from behind. With a gesture of his hand to me, and a suggestion to mom that she suck her boy, my lollipop was in mom's mouth, and her sweet lips made her Honey-sonny very happy. For several marvelous moments, this menage was a contented trio. She who had. She held out the file to me before speaking."File this for me, please." She said in her seductive voice. Her speech and mannerisms were befitting of a woman of her stature.I paused for a moment and tried to look her in the eye. I could not help but glance down first to her full bosom straining against her tailored designer suit, then down to those shapely full-figured hips. I stopped to take in those thick thighs which seemed to be miles of silky, soft white flesh tapering into shapely calves.