Here, just let me lube you up a bit," she said, ducking into the restroom and returning with a tube of lubricant. The Chief leaned back, as Margret ap...lied the lubricant, stroking him with her hands as she coated his aching member. "There you go, greased up and ready to go."Margret then bent over the console, resting both arms on the cold metal plating as she moved her legs apart and arched her back slightly. Estaria watched as the Chief, his cock glistening in the faint light, moved closer to. Mark walked into the room. He had been Olivia's secretary for only two months. He had replaced her previous secretary, who had abruptly quit, leaving in tears, because of Olivia's brusque, demanding personality. He was in his 30s, and had been hired specifically because of a glowing recommendation from his previous boss, who was also a type "A" female executive. Mark was one of the only men in the office taller than Olivia. He worked out religiously, and was proud of his chiseled physique. He. Then came the shaking and loud moan of an orgasm before collapsing against me, but not before I had cum inside her. She had her arm around my neck the other around my body, her forehead resting on the top of my shoulder. Her breathing was heavy and erratic and while I waited for her to recover, I became limp and slipped out of her. I could feel our combined fluids running down between my legs and wondered what state the chair would end up in, knowing it would need cleaning.Five minutes, maybe a. I’m a woman, son. I’m nothing but three holes and a pair of tits designed to make men cum. I will do anything any man wants me to do.”She paused, taking a long moment to gaze at each of her sons, before repeating, very slowly, meaningfully, “Any man.”Her youngest son stared at her, his eyes clouded with thought. Her oldest son laughed.“You are such a slut,” he said. “Bring us a couple of sodas and some more chips before you go off to whore around with Dustin.”Bridgette blushed even more deeply.