This is where our story comes to a end, well let's rewind and read the back of our book for some backstory.[Y/n] was a stunning woman in life,With her...own share of problemsalways kept in shape and fit from her childhood teachings from her drunk and militant father.A active military man but hated the word duty he drowns his anger with life's liquid courage, his living daughter was always there to greet him home but he saw it as a annoying thorn.He being the drunk he was thought that if he should. Ooh they were nicely rounded . I ignored the wrinkles and pressed my lips to hers our tongues wrestled back and forth, while I backed her toward the sofa. The back of her legs came in contact with the arm of the sofa and she fell back. Her hips raised up by the sofa arm. I slid down and licked her slit from one end to the other. Since the classroom incident she had shaved and had the smoothest pussy lips...certainly not a prune, I licked every nook and cranny I could find before entering her. I could see that he worked out. Not the disgusting bulging muscles type though. Then I got back on my knees and undid his zop and belt. I pulled down the pants. He was wearing briefs which sported a healthy bulge. It had a spot of pre cum at the tip of the cock. I put my fingers on the elastic and pulled it down to reveal a semi hard 6 inch cock. I couldn't control any longer and put the tip of his cock in my mouth. It tasted awesome as it hardened inside. He pulled out and it had grown to its. What normally is the whirring ambience of printers, fax machines, and telephones becomes the usual hallway chatter of "See you tomorrow" and "Have a good evening," somewhat drowned out by the frantic clacking of my fingers on my keyboard."Hey."Clickety clackity."Hey!"Tippity tappity."Hey! Jordan!"I sighed, stopped typing, and turned towards my office door. Standing there, leaning confidently against the door jamb, was Josh, my boss. He seemed to wear a different suit every day. Today's color.