It was Friday evening; the office was most likely deserted, and even if there were anyone still here, the little red lamp by the door would instruct a...yone passing in the corridor that whoever was in the conference room was not to be disturbed.Then Vasily was on his feet. He was moving round the table. He was behind her, his hands resting on her shoulders. “Well, Ms Perkins,” he said. “Do we have a deal, or do we have to pretend a little longer?”His hands were like inevitability weighing down. Lagbhag ½ gante tak kuch nahin hua phir maine kuch himmat juta kar mausi ke kamar par rakh dia unhonne kuch nahin kaha todi der baad maine apna haat unki boobs ke upr rakh diya is par wo toda hili par unhone hath hatane ki koshish nahin ki maine hath ko wahin todi der rakh kar reaction janna caha jab wo kuch nahin boli to maine boobs ko thoda press kiya to wo boli ye tume kahan se sekha? Maine koi jawab nahin diya. Main dhere dhere unke kurte ko uthane laga unhone koi virodh nahin kiya main. He even noticed he started looking for women to go barefoot in other movies he watch, porn or otherwise. The only thing left was for him to actually experience his new-found fetish himself.The opportunity finally presented itself while he was out at a local dance club one night. As he was drinking his rum and Coke, a group of beautiful mature women walked in. There was one, in particular, that caught his eye. She was a short, little thing. He supposed she couldn't be over five feet two inches. Gagging me for a second. But I managed to control the gage reflex. I grabbed him by the thighs and pulled him closer taking all his cock into my mouth. He moaned. He stiffened; his cock throbbed as the first splash of his cum shot across my tongue. It was thick salty but sweet and I swallowed the first flow and the next five or six. I swallowed it all and then milked the last drop from his cock licking the purple tip as he fell back on the chair.Our eyes met and I just looked at my son. I was.