So I texted "Let's meet at the beach. We can have lunch at the beach bar." Perfect. See you Friday! (smiley emoji)Well, I should take a minute to tell...you more about myself. I'm a 36 year old happily married woman. I have 2 kids and a good job. I have short dirty blonde hair, c-cup tits (that aren't quite as perky as they used to be), and I keep myself in pretty good shape. I get "hit on" more than most women probably but I'm not really interested in any other men because my husband is better. But he quickly pulled it out, teasing me, and placed his balls on my lips and told me to suck them. I licked and sucked them till they were wet and then he began feeding me his cock. I love sucking cock and I did my best to accommodate him but he got more and more brutal until I was gagging and gasping for air. And all he did was ask, “Is it bigger than your husband’s?” I managed to say, “Yes,” and he turned me over and slid his length into me from behind. He built up a rhythm and was soon. ..or momma sometimes like theydo."Amanda tried to fight her tears."Oh baby, if you want to call me mom, that's very much okay," Amandasaid. "You are just as much my baby as Amber and Kayla are...don't youforget that!"Amber, Kayla and Amanda's mother were waiting on the porch when theypulled into the driveway."How did it go?" Amanda's mother asked."It went fine," Amanda answered. "We've just got an interesting roadahead for us, don't we sweatpea?"Nicholas seemed a little embarrassed by the. I expected Charlie to request quicky sex in the time remaining or something... Pouring a second glass of the excellent red, I looked over at Charlie and shook my head in amusement. I'm not used to being ignored while wearing fuck-me stilettos with five-inch heels and standing naked in the same room as a client.I poured Charlie a glass of wine and sat next to him on the studio's sofa. He was still studying the diagram. Handing him his drink I slid the paper out of his hand. "I'm tired of being.