Some of the ghee rolled down the crack of her ass and I traced it with my tongue and licked the crack of her ass, around her asshole. I spread her ass...cheeks and looked at her tight asshole. The ghee had dripped inside and I wondered when I could fuck my mother in the ass; it was so tempting. But I resisted the temptation; I didn’t know if she would like the idea, being raped by my father in the ass just the night before. But I bent down nevertheless and kissed her asshole and quickly dipped my. I am not really your agent, just your loving husband." Right. Now that that's settled, my love, get yourself back to work tomorrow, and do a little constructive thinking, instead of fretting about ancient history." Yes, dear. I shall leave now. Give my love to the others, and apologise for me not cuddling the rest of the babies. I'll make up for it when I get home." He left. His car was outside, and he didn't like to set a bad example by arriving late from his lunch break.He made it in time,. I sidled left and backwards into the photocopy room, the two guys following like puppies on a very short leash.Sex in the photocopy room, well I’d have called it a porn fantasy myth until it happened to me and there definitely was not going to be a hard copy of my arse printed out of the machine.It was speed sex. God the door wasn’t even closed. We were in the alcove by the shredding machine. Quite apt actually. They literally shredded my dress, bra and panties off me, like roughly peeling a. She did stay in my guest room on several occasions and she truly was sweet and polite. She and I would talk for hours on some nights and we did do some harmless flirting. We had a good friendship. Not quite like father-daughter yet not quite boyfriend-girlfriend either. We just liked each other's company and we formed a good, friendly bond. I often wondered why Courtney would just pop in and out with no notice and seemingly no reason. She never gave me any real reason to suspect that anything.