She lifted him off her lap and stood him to toddle off to his mother, Michelle."Is anyone hungry?" Di asked and caught Jason giving her a funny look."...ure," Michelle said with a sweet smile as she picked up Jeffrey. "Let's eat, kids!"Lauren and Michelle fixed plates for their kids, cutting the chicken into tiny bits and spooning a few beans on the side. Di got the kids juice pouches and left a basket of warm cornbread in the center of the kitchen table. After the kids were eating on their own,. Lifting my weight a little more allowed Abby to wriggle and turn over quickly underneath me so that now she lay on her back.A change had come over her face. Her hazel eyes sparkled, but only a hint of a smile was on her wide pink lips. She now looked serious and happy at the same time. Not knowing what to expect I did nothing just lay with my arms lifting myself up from her warm body, her face a few inches below mine. Then to my surprise, she reached up, put her arms round my neck, pulled me. There were usually hot young Latinos there, my favorite flavor of that decade. I’m into Black men now, but I still go for the Latin flavor every now and then. I saw him from behind. Tall, muscular caramel-skinned Latino. Call him Diego, he was 22. Diego’s tight round behind looked nice in those nice fitting khakis. With the military style belt and the close cut hair, I had to approach and ask him if he was in the service. He grinned and showed a dimple on one side, and told me “no” and I don’t. As soon as my blouse was off she started twisting and pulling on my nipples and had me moaning in seconds. ‘Tell me how much you want my cock.’ ‘Oh mistress I want it so bad. I want you to fuck me right here in your office. I’m your little dirty girl. Please. My pussy is so wet for you. Please let me have your cock mistress. I’ll do anything.’ ‘Ok ok slut, you made your point. Take off your panties and skirt. Get on all fours, and bend over in front of me.’ I did everything she asked and she.