He leans down, her eyes glued on his face as it disappears in between her legs. The first sensation she feels is his skilled tongue running up and dow... her pussy lips, lapping up her juices. ‘Oh My God!! Yes! Oh Shit, Baby!!’ She moans loudly! At this point she couldn’t care less if any of his neighbors could hear. Her hands grip tighter onto his, which in turn causes him to hold tighter onto her hands as well. He continues lapping up her pussy juices, running his tongue up and down her pussy.. She was putting lube on her hands and it was obvious that she was going to give the boy a hand job.I looked through the pad and saw more sketches that had mature women that looked like teachers or my friends with boy’s that had really big cocks. Many of them had cum shooting all over. My pussy actually grew wet at the sight of the perverted thoughts that were being brought to life with help of my son’s artistic talents. In a few minutes I found myself fingering my pussy as I looked at the. I parted my lips and gently pushed the playthings deep inside me. It was nearly too much. With concentration I managed to hold back the rush of electrifying currents that headed for my pussy.I pulled my panties up and rearranged my skirt ready to re-enter the carriage. I smelt so hot and musky; I must have had SEX written right across my back!I walked back to my seat, every step making me moan silently in my throat, and sat down as gently as I could. Sitting opposite me were two men. One a city. Where they would explain the the options and polices for in home employment.After leaving the hotel and getting into Naomi's convertible the conversation went from in home help to the girl in the hallway.“So whats here name”, Naomi asked.“I assume you mean Olivia”, I said.“Yes, but where did you meet her”, she asked.I began to tell her about the bar and then kind of left it there. Naomi kept pressing for more details but had to give up once we arrived at our destination which was a couple miles.