She gets home where only her 16-year-old son, Lyle lives with her. Lyle’s father was never around but left them plenty of money to care for Lyle. �...What the hell is going on there? Something has to be going on behind the scenes for that bimbo to be considered over me. Hmmm” Francine thinks to herself, “What if I spy on her? No she’ll no it is me, maybe I should send Lyle.” “Hey mom, how was work?” Lyle comes in the living room hugging his mom. “Hey Lyle, you want do me a huge favor?” Francine. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into his small office. "Jesus,Drew, what's wrong with you? Are you sick or hungover?" Hungover, but I'm better than I was an hour ago. Why?" Why!? Because you look like a drunk someone grabbed off the street.There's a quarterly meeting at 11:00. You need to shake this off andbrighten up before going upstairs. Do you want a coffee or maybe aFive-Hour-Energy drink? Something like that?"He thought for a second before replying, "Coffee would be good, Iguess. Why. "Come in," he called.Paula heard the sound of the door opening. She stifled the urge to giggle. They would both be in big trouble if she got caught under Rick's desk. Neither one of them could explain that."Where's Paula?" a deep voice asked.Paula almost died as she recognized Joe Carter's voice. Joe was Rick's associate. He'd be sure to spread it all over the office if he guessed that she was under the desk."Oh, Paula just went out for coffee," Rick replied casually, shuffling the pile of. He told her that depended on how well she followed his orders. As he pounded her pussy harder, she promised she would do anything he wanted. Tyler laughed. Then he fucked her for about twenty minutes and then suddenly pulled his cock out and straddled her chest as he put the head of his cock up against her lips. “Open up and drink my black cum like the good whore you are…”Anita obediently opened her mouth and he pushed his thick mushroom head in as he started to cum in my sweet wife's mouth. He.