“Maybe,” she thought, “I can just get him to come in my mouth!”No such luck, as he stood her up and bent her over the desk, pulling her skirt ...p and exposing her pert little backside and wet cuntlips. Her face was inches from a pile of parts invoices as he roughly finger fucked her from behind for half a minute before he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his only slightly meatier cock. She felt his tip brushing against her entrance before he thrust in, right up to the balls in one. She felt it was the least she could do for the man that had probably saved her husband's life. Although she was about the same age as Dillon, she mothered him like a lost child.Tom, Juanita, and Dillon were sitting at the dining room table drinking coffee after supper. Juanita looked at Dillon and remarked, "Now don't you just clean up fine. I've never mentioned it but you look like a real gentleman Dillon."He grinned and fingered his tie; he was 'dressed' for two reasons. Dillon felt he should. "Are you sure you should be wearing that?" I asked "It is a bit... revealing" I want to look good for my man" she replied as she put on her red lipstick and then some dangly gold earrings "I want to remind him, what he's got to look forward to when he gets out"Then she slipped on her black high heels picked up her purse and we made our way out to the car, with me looking like a bloke going for a pint down the pub, and her looking like she was going out for dinner date.She decided to drive. The eroticism of these two lovely, lithe girls, au naturel, would have been clear to any lucky viewer, but it wasn't to Sue and Alice. They were joyously reliving earlier, carefree days. The tinkling of their childish laughter echoed through the empty house. The soft moan of the great bed was more in relief than pain. Even it seemed to revel in this innocent display.Then for an instant the struggling ceased. Alice, with a big grin, had pinned Sue to the bed. "I win," she cried.Before Sue could.