“But that’s something for you to think about. And I know you will.”“Yeah, I will, you taunting little bitch …” He teased fingers through h...r hair as he said it, his expression one of rueful affection. “But for now let’s just talk about you and me.”“Okay, what about you and me?”“Like what we’re doing the rest of the day. I thought we could get out of here and go to the Watershed since you like it so much. Grab something to eat, see a film—stop over somewhere nice this evening. Not that your. My arms went around Stella and I pulled her tight against me. Her bare tits, the soap and warm water, wow. She put her arms around my neck and we kissed deeply. Stella tucked my cock between her legs. It was happening. My cock was up against my mother-in-law’s pussy. Stella moved back and started stroking my cock. I’m starting to rethink Stella’s comment about how we could never have sex. At that moment I really wanted to fuck my mother-in-law. I decided to get more aggresive. I turned Stella. She was so sweet, her body so hot, he lightly nipped her clit just to hear her gasp, to feel the rush of power in his veins. He lifted two fingers together, rubbed their tips over her dripping hole, and then pushed them slowly inside. Her hands gripped the edge of his desk as she moaned, her inner muscles clenching around his thick fingers. She was incredibly hot, her body tight but slick with arousal, his fingers pushing deeper and deeper until buried to the knuckle. He pulled them back and. She took them off so quick. I got on top of her and started to kiss her, grabbing her hair by the roots, putting her head back, biting her neck, sucking on it, bruising it. She reaches inside my dress to feel my pussy. I slapped her face softly, told her I was calling the shots. Her fat pussy was so wet I could feel it dripping, I bent her over the couch and started to taste what Jose had been tasting for God knows how long. MMMM, she sure was yummy. While I was eating her out like a savage, I.