Chin up, tits out, as I always say. His dad opens the door, taking up most of the entrance with his large muscular body. He's wearing a suit. He looks...so delicious like always. I've had a crush on him for fucking ever. Maybe a slight obsession. I know, bad of me, right? But he has that daddy-dom vibe going on and I can't help myself.Salt and pepper hair, sexy fucking beard he doesn't color in. Dark sensuous eyes and, did I mention already, fit as fuck? This man screams power but he's one of the. " Amy blushed bright red once more."Oh, I couldn't. I mean. Mine are so much smaller." she gulped."So? They are the size they are. That's a matter of heredity. It's no different than hair or eye color. It's not the size that matters. It's how sensitive they are to stimulation and how you feel about who's doing the stimulating. Now I just gave you the grand tour of my body, so strip off!"Amy gulped, but slowly lifted her top off. She wore a useless sports bra that was fully opaque.Daisy. My breathing was now very deep and fast. I felt myself wanting her to do more. I was anticipating in my mind what she would do next. I smiled at what I was thinking.She threw one leg over mine as her body turned towards me. Another glance at her and I saw her eyes were still closed. Could she actually be sleeping? I didn’t care.Her leg was completely across me. I could feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy against my right thigh. I’ve never felt another woman in that way. I was feeling. Her breasts were magnificent, her belly flat and toned, her shapely ass was a thing of beauty, and her legs, well they were a sight to behold, Marcia’s legs were sufficient in themselves to not so much stop the traffic as cause a multi-vehicle pile up.Marcia’s location at work was adjacent to the CFO’s large office. She had a tranquil and spacious area there, suitably removed from the routine hurly burly. Apart from the CFO, who tended to keep to his room, the only people in her vicinity were.