Marshall wouldn't refuse her; she would damned well see to that much. She would show him a tempestuous, volatile woman she had become, demonstrate all...her newly acquired skills in ways he couldn't resist. Then, after she had fucked him down to a limp nub, after she had drained the semen from his balls in the furious wildness she was now capable of, *then* is he was able to walk our on her didn't deserve all she could give him, and the hell with him.Swaying to the music, rocking her svelte hips. I helped by opening my legs wider for her all the while we were still kissing, tongue fighting & moaning softly in each others mouth. Her finger slipped into my pussy enough to feel it make its way up to rub over my clit. I went to do the same & Jennifer's other hand stopped mine & said, "Do you really want to do that, you might be disappointed !" I didn't understand but stated, "YES i want to, nothing i haven't touched or seen before !" Jennifer removed her hand as i tucked my fingers into her. This time, I refused to take "no" for an answer. I fucked Marsha on the couch in my office. Then I fucked her again on my desk. Both times I thought of her daughter. Somehow, despite having finally knocked down the final wall of my assistant's resistance, the evening was unsatisfying.-o0o-So things continued as before, but now in addition to the blowjobs, I was taking the occasional dip in Marsha's mature but nonetheless gripping quim. Once I'd broken through that barrier, it wasn't hard to. She moved forward sliding her hands up and squeezing her tits together around my manhood as she let it slid out of her mouth. A smile came across her face every time the tip of my cock poked through as her tits bounced up and down. I pulled her up motioning for her to straddle me, grabbed my cock and rubbed it on her clit for a second, teasing her before grabbing her hips and shoving myself deep inside her. She threw her head back and squealed in delight. The motion of our hips quickly got in.