Jensen began pushing back into the young man's thrusts."Yess, that's it!" she moaned."Mrs. Jensen, you have to keep it down." Dirk replied, worried so...eone might here."Uhhh...just....keep...fucking...me." she let out.Dirk surprisingly pulled out of her, Mrs. Jensen's head snapping back to look at him.Dirk grabbed the back of her left thigh and lifted her knee to the desk. He then did the same with the other leg so that she was once again kneeling on the desk, only this time with her ass pointed. I can be anything you want,gentle, very gentle, rough, or very rough. We can spenda long time on foreplay or no time at all. It’s up toyou.”She looked up at me with an odd look in her eyes. “Doyou mean by that?” she asked. I nodded. “C-c-could yousort of dominate me. I mean, make it feel like I don’thave a choice. Maybe that way I won’t feel like I’mcheating on Sam.”“How much force do you want?” I asked. “Do you want. Greg pulled out and turned quickly, thenfroze when he saw his step-mother leaning against the door,her clothes in disarray, two fingers in her snatch. There hadnever been any doubt in his mind that he would fuck hisstep-mother one day, and he wasn't going to let thisincredible opportunity get away. He moved toward Carol,stopping in front of her and dropping to his knees. He pulledher fingers from her snatch and pushed his face against her,burying his tongue as deeply as he could in her hot,. She wasn't shocked at what she saw when his body was bare. She'd seen it all before. There were contusions everywhere, making him look like some odd creature with a unique style of camouflage, though where the mixture of blue, black, purple and tanned skin would blend in was a mystery.She was glad he was unconscious as she started swabbing his skin with the sponge. He'd be wincing and complaining if he were awake. His battered body would have been crying out at her touch. This was better,.