"Was that you I heard pulling up?" It was mum" I grinned, "Are you still as beautiful as ever?" That's for you to decide darling, I'm in the garden" H...w do I get there?" You don't" said a voice behind me and I turned to see her standing there smiling at me, a garden fork in one hand and her phone in the other.A second later she was in my arms, crying, laughing, hugging and kissing me, she wore an old baggy tee shirt over a ripped denim mini skirt, her face was smudged with dirt and her long. He looked up from his helpless position on his knees, and his eyes truly were pleading.I shoved my cock deep into his mouth, making him gag and forcing me to back off a bit. My cock now had a mind of it's own though, and it wanted him! It shoved deeper as he became accustomed, and for a moment I saw only the ceiling as I gasped and tossed my head back, again shoving deep. He was getting better, although he made me cry out in pain when his molars scrapped my head."Sorry," he said when I pulled. "Only if you promise not to hurt me and let me go," I said."Don't worry babe you'll be just fine, now start sucking."Why was I starting to get so turned on about the thought of being a whore for this disgusting stranger that I didn't even know. Uncontrollably my hand started rubbing my pussy through my shorts. I thought if I could just give this guy a blow job he would let me on my way and I could get out of this whole situation. Plus I was horny as hell before I even came here. So I got down. ” Catherine flicked her tongue across Bentley’s earlobe. “I want you so bad. I want you Bentley.”Bentley asked Catherine to lie down. Catherine lay on her back on the carpeting as Bentley lay next to her. Bentley realized he was without protection. There was also the danger of an unannounced visitor to the office who might discover their indiscretion.Ben pressed himself against Catherine and kissed the side of her mouth. Catherine moaned and again began rubbing Bentley’s cock through his.