Her gorgeous round butt was firmly planted on the desk. She had both hands at her sides. My head level was slightly too high to view under her skirt b...t my mind was painting a picture Rembrandt would be proud of.What she did next was even more amazing. She grinned a devilish grin with those perfectly glossed lips. She then eased her right foot out of her polished shoe revealing a perfectly manicured set of gorgeous toes with red polish that matched her fingernails and lips. She then eased her. She could feel his attraction all the way down in her crotch."Actually, Miss Parsons, I didn't come prepared to review my cases, I came to ask a favor."The older woman appraised the young lawyer in front of her: dark, curly hair, square chin, dazzling smile, good body - very good body. At forty-five, Lucy Parsons was still an attractive woman, dressed somewhat severe, as proscribed by her position as a full partner in one of the best law firms on the West Coast. The clothes hid a full, womanly. She screamed loudly as she came...moaning with joy and love for her boyfriend. This threw Doug over the edge too as he trusted and pushed his girlfriend into the seat, throwing his seed into her tight pussy. They laid together panting and sweating, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Within a few minutes Doug had softened a bit and withdrew from his lover. His come and her pussy juice dribbled out of her and onto the seat. The two lovers gathered up what clothing they could find in. The only reason I did not fuck her was that I intended to visit Fabienne and seduce her before we left. I would need to get her drunk and find the keys to my mother’s chains.If I couldn’t find the keys, I would make her travel through the heart of Paris with the chains under her clothes, and we would eventually have to find a locksmith. I reached the conclusion that we had to leave before my mother went to prison. I wanted to continue controlling her and living as I was, but that would not be.