"Oh so eager Mrs. Harris." Jordan teased her. Just answer my question and I'll let you have it again."Yes, yes, I love your cock in my mouth please pu... it back in my mouth, and it's Kimberly please, not Mrs. Harris." She pleaded.Jordan got all confident and let her get her mouth just an inch from his cock. "You don't like Mrs. Harris?"She shook her head."Make you feel old?" Jordan asked, noting he could say anything right now. This housewife was desperate for his cock. Her tongue was sticking. Nate smiled as they neared the item, and as the senior thought about sitting he dragged her a foot with an arm and then he threw her so that she fell all over the top of the park bench! Ten senior whined, and Nate moved to get her skirt hitched up. The senior screamed, and Nate whacked her throat against the bench with one punch against her head. The senior gasped!Nate threw her skirt over her waist, and then began to rub the back of her covered pussy. It grew nice and wet in no time, and. He had invited me to his home, showed me into his paneled library, given me a glass of port, and sat me in a comfortable chair. "I have something else to show you," he said with a broad smile, "a project of which I am quite proud." He rang a tiny bell.A door I could not tell existed opened in the wall, and a small girl in a long white gown walked into the room, eyes down and hands clasped in front of her belly, long, mousy hair flowing loosely behind her. The man gestured, palm down, and she. Granted, she also possessed uncanny skill and aptitude at reading the markets, which helped her company earn millions. As a result, she had no want of money, or status in the workplace. Her only failing was a lack of empathy and other, 'lesser' personal skills, which made her almost impossible to deal with, if she didn't see you as worthwhile.She kept her shining auburn hair done up in a tight, severe bun, away from her professionally-treated skin, and leaving her brilliant, flashing, emerald.