She didn’t. He hung up and scrutinized her insolence. Relaxing into his chair, he crossed his arms and stared, meticulously perusing her body from t...p to bottom and back. Had she not already been heated by her own anger, she would have flushed under the tint of his wolfish gaze. “Since you refuse to sit, maybe you should just say what’s on your mind?” he finally said. “Oh, how I wish I could speak my mind without you using your position to fire me!” she angrily shot back. “Don’t let that stop. She was on her back under me so that as he pushed against me she could watch close up.” “I was very turned on. My mind was thinking of what she would be seeing with him pushing his gigantic cock against my pussy which had almost resumed its original size following the flushing it had taken. Ray was pushing hard on me trying to enter. Eventually, his head popped in. The thought of what was happening was a bigger turn-on for me than the actual act.”“As a man, you probably wouldn’t. Smiled as I got in the car."You look good today, dad." She said, eyeing me up and down. I laughed, "why thank you, daughter." I eyed her up and down playfully, to which she giggled and began posing as if she were a model. She wore a blouse and leggings, both blue. She was modest enough that her outfit wasnt revealing, but tight enough to reveal she had curves.I pulled the car out of the driveway, for a split second I thought I saw a shadow in my bedroom window. Dismissing it, I left our humble. I paced back and forth in the muggy station, dodging people and getting liberally cursed in hot headed New York style.Finally, finally, Martha appeared at five twenty, trying her best to run in her heels and straight skirt. It was amazing: I was hot, sweaty, tired, and flustered, and the sight of her had me instantly in love and horny. I thought I could be half dead, my arms and legs cut off, and I'd still get horny looking at her.She walked in a rush and grabbed me by the arm. "C'mon!" Do we.