” I answered. “No she said these belong to your sister, she only took them off yesterday and look you can see a streak of cum on the back of them....The thing is.” She put the panties down and moved her hand back towards my cock. Making a circle with her fingers she wrapped them around my shaft. Her touch was so light I could only barely feel her hand. “You see Ben.” She continued I have a theory. “Have you been watching porn on your computer.?” “Yes mom,” she was looking me straight in the eye. They were firm yet pliable and topped with hard nipples nearly half an inch long.Debbie began moaning as I gently fondled her exposed tits. Her moans grew louder as I squeezed them a little firmer and lightly pinched her nipples. Barely above a whisper, she said, "God that feels good."Debbie then kicked her shoes off and worked herself around until she was laying on her back on my couch with her head in my lap. She draped her long legs over the arm of the couch. The process of scooting down on. They got a lot done. About four o’clock, however, Emma closed her laptop and faced Ginger. They were alone in the conference room.Emma announced, “I have a small problem - maybe.”Ginger turned to devote her attention to her protégé. “Talk to me.”“I have a husband and two teens at home, and last night I was very naughty. The teens aren’t a problem; they don’t need to know. My husband is maybe. I wanted to be naughty. I want to be naughty again tonight and all the nights in the future.”Ginger. Her eyes were wide and hazy with arousal, barely able to focus. “Please, Daddy...” she begged. “I’m so ready for you...” Her own hands trailed down my shoulders and arms, then one went behind my neck while the other tugged desperately at the cloth of my sweatpants. I’d slung the loose gray sweats on before we’d come downstairs for dinner, realizing at some point that easy access was more important than style.My thumb flicked across her pleasure button now as my index finger slid slowly inside.