A cold chill spread through me. 'Tell me what you need bitch.' Asked the blonde man. The timing was too close in between events for it to be classifie... Déjà vu. 'I want you to fuck my ass.' I replied much like an automaton. As he slowly entered me, I was instructed not to struggle for it would hurtmore. One of his arms encircled me as the other guided his cock into my ass.Inching himself inside me to the brim, I exhaled as my eyes came upon a pairof the most beautiful lips I had seen. Once at work, I wasn’t entirely surprised to find Marci waiting for me in my office, seated in front of my desk. When I came in, juggling the two blazing hot coffees and the bag of pastries, she said, “Close the door behind you.” “Yes ma’am! And how are you this morning?” I pushed the door shut with my foot. “Don’t try to act so innocent or butter me up with gifts of food and drink! You weaseled out on me yesterday.” So saying, she held out her hands for the food and drink. “Gimme!” I handed. My finger went up and down on the entrance with the last line of defense in between. Her pantie was all soaked. I reached into her pantie. She was so hairy! I brushed her hair a bit and went down more. Her whole body suddenly curled and she covered her mouth with her own hand. She was so wet and slippery. I spread her labia and rubbed her clit with my middle finger. She frowned and her pelvic moved around. "Do you like this?" I whispered. "Yes..." "Do you want me to stop?" "No..." She buried. Can you go over there?" Gee, Pumpkin, I wish you wouldn't volunteer me for stuff like that. You know how fragile my back is."I was less worried about my back or Breann's mother than Breann. I didn't want to get seduced again. I still felt bad about our incident, despite how good they felt. They'd also led to incest, which weighed heavy on my mind.My wife Harriett came into the family room, drying a dish. "Now, dear, Mrs. McCarthy has done lots of good things for our family. And these days,.