This attire, when combined with her spectacles and shortish white curly hair, all added up to give the impression of a reliable, middle fifties-someth...ng matron - which was exactly the effect she wanted - whereas, as I knew for a fact, having done a little private research into the matter, that she was, in reality, only forty-two although she still carried the altitudes, morals and work ethics of a fifty year old. The office was, of course, decorated to enhance this impression of reliability. .. maybe a little different than before..."The only thing big on him is that pimple in the middle of his forehead!" Remy chided as he was pumping his cock into her.This guy is fucking douchebag I thought as I rubbed the pimple on my forehead.The constant violent sound of his balls slapping against her cunt with both Chloe’s and Remy’s moans and grunts were piercing through the air. As my eyes were closed, secretly I wished it was me that was pumping in and out of Chloe as I was furiously. I was both caught up in the moment of victory, having gotten what I wanted, and absorbing the lust radiating off of him. After a few minutes of him inside me, I asked to be on top, and he was quick to flip me over on top of him while he was still inside me. I was on my knees straddling him. I was leaning forward kissing him while I took long slow strokes on his cock. When I pulled my hands from behind his head and put them on his chest, playing with his nipples, that's all he could stand. He. "I stopped at the drug store on my way here. I knew you had to be just about out of them, and I need to replace the ones I stole from Josh. So I bought them. No big deal. Besides, I want you to always have one with you. We can't afford to be caught without one when we might need one, like last night, you know?" She ripped open the box and pulled out a handful of packets and stuffed them into the paper bag. She wadded up the top of the bag and shoved it into her jacket pocket. "You take the rest.