I could feel Mark flicking her inside, his finger bumped into mine time after time. Mary was now pushing back onto our hands. “Dirty bitch is lovi...g it”, Mark said, and with that he pulled out his finger, which made a plopping sound, he licked it and then came back only this time he pushed his finger into her tight little bottom.Mary let out a squeal, “shut up” mark said, “you know you like your arse being fucked’. “Yeah, but our guest might not” Mary said. “No, no it’s fine” I said. Mary. “Come over on Wednesday and we’ll talk some more.” We hung up on that.I talked to Marty on Wednesday, and we confirmed he would come to work as my Chief of Staff. Thursday morning, I called Sherry, Babs, and Mindy into my office and gave them the word. They sat there and nodded in understanding, but I felt an undercurrent of relief. They were getting somebody to sort things out. Marty would start soon, not the next Monday, but the Monday after that. They would pass it along to everyone.After. "Eric?" "Jenny?" "Kiss me," she breathed. He had been planning to take his time, but he had no resistance against this plea. The words had hardly died on her lips before he smothered them with his own. He reached over to put his glass down on the table, but his passion leapt so quickly to a white heat, that her own glass was forgotten and spilled its contents over her lap. He moved her glass out of danger. He then slipped his arms under her and stood up, lifting her clear of the lounge before. Once she saw it, there was no need to explain. The former bitch knew right away what he wanted and happily obliged.“Ohhhhh, uhmmmmm, ohhhh, uhmmmm!”Like he said before, practice makes perfect. It was only her second time sucking cock, but you’d never know it. Her licking, nibbling tongue and her gliding, chewing lips, told Vic right away that Mrs. Rosemary Criscola was no longer a cock-sucking novice. Even Margaret the best would have been impressed with how well this other mother was doing.