It looked like she was going to the gym. I told her to have a good workout this morning and we can talk about it tonight."Ohh you know I will tell you...about it" Karen said making a jerking off motion with her hand.I get home. Karen is standing in the kitchen still wearing her workout suit. Usually she changes before i get home. She was laughing."Well the first thing my mother notice this morning when I was dropping our son off was I did not have a bra on. I told her I had a sports bra in my gym. She felt a soft probing tongue between the folds of her throbbing sex and groaned with the desperation of the neglected. She opened her mouth and devoured the thick cock she’d been stroking, voraciously pulling on it with lips and tongue. Swallowing it down, she took it impossibly deep. And still she wanted more. She spread her legs wide, welcoming, indeed imploring someone to fill her aching emptiness. And her invitation was eagerly accepted. She felt a huge thick cock stretch and fill her. I was dissapointed but I respected what she was saying, "Promise", I asked, Sarah sat up for a moment, "Yes I promise, on the way home tonight", I relaxed thinking about it as the alarm sounded .... Both girls got up and were milling about in the kitchen, I heard the shower going and I dozed off, I stirred and saw Sarah come into the front room, she was wearing her uniform, she sat on the edge of the armchair, she didn't have any underware on, I quickly knelt between her legs and pushing her. She pressed her hand against his hardness, curling her fingers around its outline, grinding the fabric against his taught skin, the sensation sending a ripple of sexual tension up his spine. She squeezed harder and then released, leaning back into an upright kneeling position, sliding her hands slowly, sensually up her hips, across her skin tight blue jeans, across the missing belt loops, across the fuzzy surface of her knit sweater and coming to rest on the outside edges of her perfect,.