As Alexia turned I could see she had a cute rock hard little cock but playing with her cock wasn’t what I had agreed to. She moved in a doggie posit...on with her ass facing me, resting her head and elbows on the back of the couch and her knees on the cushion. I oiled my cock, slipped on a condom, oiled the condom. I pushed up her skirt to see a sweet smooth tanned ass with a Celtic tattoo on her lower back stopping just where her crack started. I put the head of my hard cock to her her asshole. It was easy as she really did open up wide. She was very energetic and juicy and she was loving having the attention of a much younger man. I fisted her for what seemed like ages and she just kept cumming, I felt like a real stud making a married older woman cum so much. She wanted cock so I turned her over and entered her from behind. She was quite slack by now so I shoved two fingers into her cunt next to my cock. There was still space so I put in the other two. This was so horny for me. I looked forward to every causal Friday in the office because she would always wear the tightest jeans. There was this one pair that always gave her a little wedgie in the crack of her ass. Every guy in the office would turn their heads and stared at that perfect ass. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. It was the kind of ass that you wouldn't care if she farted in your face. Although not in the same department we've worked together for about two years and became friends. She was a little. He zipped up hurriedly, frustrated, and a little insecure. How could he have failed to consider them all these days? Had he been so blinded by lust and discovery as to not remember? And now that he had them on his mind, he wished he could forget. How could he possibly adjust to this? Could he learn to ignore them? Ever? He would have to endure a constant struggle to obey their control, even as he enjoyed the breadth of their influence in the changes Liz had made. Sure, he enjoyed having his.