Lifting my hips slightly I found her wet opening and plowed myself in effortlessly. I would give her a few pumps then stop. A few more pumps, then sto.... “You feel so good inside, I want to make it last” I lied to her. After about ten minutes of this she was starting to reach the point of no return. She cried “I think I’m going to cum”. I yelled “NOT TONIGHT LADY” pulled my dick out, straddled her chest and began to jack off on her face. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING”? She hollered and I began to erupt.. I would be further from work but the rent was very low. I was still working the twelve-hour shifts so sleep was still important. I could now go and have lunch with her at her work and then continue on to my workplace.After her parents had left for work each morning, and she had showered and dressed, she would come out and say good morning, have a kiss then off to her work. She soon started to come for her morning visit after she had woken up and before showering so she was still wearing her. She had ample perfect shaped ass with womanly thick thighs. As if her 5'8 thick frame with minimal waist was not bad enough, her walk could crush competition. Ed always admired her walk, mainly because it was without effort. It screamed "I got good pussy". Something Ed never believed in. To him, all pussy was the same. At 38, he had many conquests understandably to believe so. Sure, some fucked better or got wetter, but none stood out as having good pussy. He and Antoinette had many. Admittedly, I shot many a load with thoughts of her soppy, married pussy sliding down onto my cock with me teasing each erect nipple on her heavy hangers with a hungry tongue.The day it all changed was hot, I remember that much. Hellish outside with absolutely no chance of a let-up. I was home, working on job applications when my phone buzzed with a text from my partner’s Mum. She was working in my area today, her client was a few doors down and she wanted to know if I fancied a lift down to.