His fingers were forcing up her virgin cunt as she struggled even harder, trying to free herself, as she heard his zipper being pulled down. She kicke... out as he squatted on her breast exposing his huge cock that throbbed only an inch or so from her face. She muffled much harder as he forced his huge cock head on her lips trying to force open her wet warm mouth. She tasted his salty pre cum leaking freely, making her gag a little as he forced his cock into the back of her throat, choking her. ‘Like I had a choice!’ I replied mockingly. I gripped his hand. I always have respected a man with a solid grip and Austin had just that. He smirked at me before taking his seat again, nodding to the brown leather chair set out for me. The soft chair seemed out of place in the sterile office, white walls with just a few photos and florescent lights. I threw my satchel down next to the chair before looking back to the pile. ‘Okay, so who am I this time?’ I replied. ‘Max, why so short?’ He. All week she had this huge grin on her face coming from her office.I asked everyday why and everyday she said she was just happy…On Friday evening she rang and said she was going to be a little late; she was going to the pub for a couple hours after with the guys; so would meet me at home…Ana arrived late that evening. I was at the kitchen, opening a wine bottle.Of course she was again laughing. I offered her a glass of red wine and then I grabbed her from behindShe moved to our patio and I. “Put the coffee on momma, we need to talk.” For a moment, JoAnne just stood there, wondering where this female hides her real daughter. Then gathered two cups and poured them each a cup. She gave Cindy an awful look and with a gruff voice, asked. “Sounds serious, you’re not pregnant are you?” “Mother, please, why must you always think the worst?” “Maybe it’s because you have never given me any reason to think otherwise.” “I know, but for now, just shut up and listen for a change, can you.