Jack got off the table and gestured me to lay on it. The table wasn’t as cold as earlier, though it was sweaty. I lay down and watched Mrs. Bennett ...traddle me, glazed eyed she, like she had done with Jack, lowered herself onto my cock. She leant forward and I grabbed the opportunity to fondle her boobs, much firmer than I had imagined, given the size. Her pussy felt warm and welcoming, made to fuck, unlike her daughter’s pre-pubescent vagina. Her pussy was like a warm wet glove wrapping. I then slowly slid my hands down her side and started rubbing her inner thighs. I worked my way up her legs, her legs opening wider and wider when I moved my hands further up her legs. I started off by rubbing her clit before fingerfucking her. Before long, Merida was moaning too much to be kissed and I focused intently on coaxing another orgasm with my hands. Eventually, I was able to find just the right spot and had her going wild with my fingerfucking and gave her another body-rocking. Yet! Whose is it?” he inquired.“It could be yours you know,” Yvonne said, “In fact I think it is.”“Do you really think so?” he asked.“Don’t be...” her mother started but she was interrupted as David continued, “If you think so we should make a fortune, or at least medical history. Except for the first time, and you’ve had at least one period since then, you’ve only swallowed my cum. You may not have been told but you can’t get pregnant from swallowing my cum. So whose is it?”“I’m not saying,”. She was around 30, with long brown hair, warm green eyes and full red lips; her face was heavily made up, maybe more so than normally in the office. Intrigued and massively attracted to her, I smiled and stood."Hi," I smiled, refilling the kettle. "I'm about to have another one, if you want one?" "Oh thanks, that would be great," she replied and held out her hand. "I'm Claire." I took her hand and shook it, hoping she wouldn't notice I was almost shaking myself with nervous anticipation of.