I think I’ll go freshen up. She sashayed out of the room, calling over her shoulder: “Make yourself comfortable.”Make himself comfortable? With ... cock like a pistol in his pants? He drank half his coke, got up, walked around, looked at the view, came back to the table and drank the other half. What was he doing here? What was she doing?Then she came back.She was wearing a white silk robe. Now barefoot, she was transformed from suburban housewife into something far more exotic, more voluptuous.. Then he took his dick in has hand and pushed in to my mouth deeper I giggled because it hit my end of my throat. Then he kept his dick in my pussy and pushed very hard felt pain their it looked as he took my virginity. Because my hubby has a small dick. Then he fucked harder I was moaning ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuuuuhhhhh iiiiiiiii lllllllllllloooooovvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee uuuuuuu ffffffffffuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk mmmeeeeeeeee hhhhhhhard. I was begging to him after that he made me in. I shed my trackers as she crawled into bed where I quickly joined her. ‘Are you mad?’ I asked. She frowned. ‘Why?’ ‘Taking a chance coming to my room’ She paused. ‘You started something this morning, now I want to finish it.’ With Susan resting her head on my chest and gently teasing a nipple we started to talk about our love life, not expecting her warm grip I jumped as I felt her fingers wrap around my penis, where she played lightly on its length. I stretched my arm down and lightly circled. “People underestimate you. They see a young, innocent, pretty girl, and, if they’re male, they think, ‘I’d like to fuck her.’ They don’t expect such a pretty little thing to have a brain – and I’ve learned, the hard way, that you do.”He sat back in his chair, “And now I’m going to put that brain to work. You’re going to be in that meeting as my intern gopher…”“Sir? ‘Gopher’?”He laughed, “Yeah, it’s an American term. It means someone who runs errands. Like, they ‘Go for’ coffee. Get it?”“Yes,.