You should feel how hard you made him. Your husband can't see. Go ahead play with him. You know you want to. Give me your hand. That it Brenda. Jack m... cock. Show me how much you like young cock in your hand.I watched as she jacked my cock making it much harder in her small hand. Her bright red nails scratched down the underside of my shaft. I gently pulled down my cargo shorts, and boxer briefs to around my ankles. She then scooped up my naked balls in her free hand. I saw her upper red lip. When I walked into the office only a couple of the employees were there and they seemed to be leaving. I asked where they all went and was told they had to get home. I got a drink and was getting ready to leave when the boss told me she had a present for me. She went into the back room and told me to close my eyes while she brought the present out.The boss is 5’6,” 130lbs with 35-25-37 and C cups. She is 44 with brown hair, full lips, and beautiful brown eyes, shoulder length hair, and a cute. The handguns were mostly dueling pistols that were functional but seldom used simply because the expense of ammunition and powder was prohibitive at best. They were good for real close-in work when the redcoats were swarming over the earthen fortifications at the very end when the long guns were silent due to lack of ammunition. The opportunity to “fix bayonets” was a joke because the rifles were not the British army or Hessian military type with that capability and used only for hunting small. It was actually a bit painful, which was good because it took off a little of my edge and desire to cum right then.Pulling Mom harder aginst my cockhead, the rubbery tip that was well soaked with Mom’s juices slowly began disappearing, sinking into her ass. I bit my lower lip, fighting off my impending orgasm, determined to fuck Mom’s ass really good. Mom however wasn’t helping me much as she instantly started pushing back against me. The tightness on my swollen member was incredible! Mom.