We opened up a small lawn mower repair shop with room to expand to sales in the future. We settled into a nice little routine. We would get up in the...morning and have breakfast together then each goes off to our work. If the writing was going slow, I would take a break and take him a bite of lunch. When I take him his lunch, I always dress provocatively. When he sees me, he eagerly takes a break to spend some time with me. He likes me to sit on his desk or his work bench and let my legs. "She slowly starts to push the tip inside me and I can already tell by the immense pressure that it's big. I feel the head pop inside and I let out a loud gasp."Oh fuck that's big" Stop your bitching and enjoy the pleasure of being fucked like you asked for."With the large head inside she begins pushing the thick shaft deeper inside me, opening me up and making me the object of her pleasure."Take this big cock in your asshole. I'm going to make you cum one more time with this big cock deep in. I want you to put your... cock... in my mouth again... f... fuck my mouth." Sara listened to own soft voice saying things she never would have dreamed of just twenty-four hours ago. Despite her embarrassment, her nipples were hard and tingling at the thought of Mark's hard cock fucking her mouth again."Hmmm... well... I suppose I could agree to that." As he spoke Mark let his robe fall open. His cock hung just inches from Sara's eager mouth; Sara was stunned by the depth of her need to please. .. I would have sworn that you were a foot shorter, last time we met.” Mr. Parsons said, look at Max and scratching his jaw.“I was.” Max said agreeably, smiling at the man.He shrugged and looked at his computer screen. “It says here that you tested and are ... wow!” Mr. Parsons looked at the screen in shock. “Is this correct, Max? Your parents released your score to the school, and it says 8.9?”Max nodded, feeling a little uneasy at the expression on the man’s face. “Yes, sir.”Mark Parsons’s.