If your brothers aren’t being tortured in a swimming pool by a group of girls around your ages, they are probably in a pool-like bathtub somewhere c...vered in bubbles. Have fun. You will have to face the music in a little while.”A swat on Arlene’s bare butt snapped her foster mom out of her trance.“Foster mom and the boys are my sons, her foster brothers,” she said as if she repeated it often.I guided her to a seat in a chair across from where I was going to sit. One of the staff brought me a. I had both hands wrapped tightly in her hair, using it to steady her head as I thrust into her mouth. My cock was hitting the back of her throat, making her choke, gag, and gasp. Her eyes began to water, the tears sliding down her cheeks. Drool was running out of her mouth heavily now, dripping onto her breasts, soaking her bra, and slowly dripping down toward her tummy. It was messy, it was rough, but my little pet never complained. Every now and then, when I rewarded her with a break to catch. I had an average size B-cup breast and you might say an hour-glass figure. My hair was naturally brown and I typically kept it shoulder-length. I assumed he liked me this way as he never complained.As I looked at my reflection I pictured him behind me, holding me with his hands around my waist as he would. I wiped away a tear from my eye and began to turn toward the bed, but as I began to look away I could have sworn my reflection smiled back at me. Confused, I turned back around but saw. My company currently operates in 10 states across the south and Midwest. Consequently I meet some other employees that lean the same way I do. :) Jan is a petite woman in her late 50's. She is from the southeast. We were having a series of meetings about an upgrade of services. She was on my team. During a team dinner one night we go to talking and as one of the younger women in our group said that her college days were wild and she was glad no one had put her on Tumblr or Xhamster a few.