I pounded her ass for two minutes, enjoying the sights and sounds she made making. I stopped and rested my now solid cock straining to be free of its ...onstraints in my pants against her ass cheeks. I leaned forward and grabbed her tits and squeezed them, running my hands down her body, flicking her pants down a bit to see she was wearing black lacy knickers.Before I could lower her pants any further or do anything else, I heard doors opening on the other side of the wall... someone is coming. He raise his head, make eye contact with me and harshly says, “Mom we are plunged.” I console him, “It was my fault, I shouldn’t tell you to lower your waist,” and started sobbing.Then he strokes my face and tells not to cry as we forget the incident afterward. We are still, there is no movement of our lower body. I am stroking my hand on his back. We are whisperingly consoling each other and crying. But gradually the passion growing up as I feel unknowingly my hip starts moving, but he is. "I watch the wheels turn," she replied with a grin. "You'll have to ask Cliff about Kevin. He's the CEO." Okay, Cliff, you do it!" Kelly demanded.Cliff pretended to look puzzled. "Do what?" Damn it! Tell this big lug to get to work and quit bothering me. That's what!" Oh, dear!" Cliff said plaintively. "I can't do that. Kelly, I guess you don't know much about systems people, do you?" I guess not, Cliff," she replied sarcastically, "but I sure know when I'm being conned! But please continue.". As the cab drove through the night I could feel my stomach grumbling as the pressure began to build up down on my back sphincter. Oh-uh, I thought. Here they come. I gently eased up my fleshy right cheek, putting all the weight on my leftie and, focusing on the effort, pushed out a fart.PftIt was a fluff. A real airy one. Not much to write home about and I soon settled back in waiting for Mark to text back. He was a bit slow tonight, so I decided to try again with my cabbie. I opened my mouth.