She wanted to round the desk, climb into his lap and lick him. She’d start with his perfect nose, those perfect lips and when he smiled, she was goi...g to lick into his mouth and suck his tongue. What the hell was wrong with her? She was turned on by a guys fucking eyebrows and nose for god’s sake! Lately, she’d even begun to dream about him. In her dream they’d fucked in the board room on the damn conference table. But the reoccurring dream was here, in her office. On her desk. Her bent over. Maine bina ruche mere ek hath uske right boob par rakh diya. Iss bar mai confident tha ke koi dekh nahi payega. Kyunki gadi me kafi andhera tha. Mai Kusum ke boobs ko puri tarah mehsus kar pa raha tha. Kya kamal ke boobs the wo. Ekdam soft aur mere ek hath me puri tarah se baith bhi nahi rahe the. Mai uske boob ko jor jor se daba raha tha. Uske muh se halki halki aah nikal rahi thi. Kusum apni aawaj ko daba rahi thi aur mera sath de rahi thi.Maine uske blouse ke upar se hath ander dalne ki. I just went with it, as it didn't even quite feel like my mother, and the part of me that did feel that, was weirdly turned-on by the fact.I grabbed her hair tighter and started to fuck her mouth roughly, and just as I felt my balls tighten and the huge spurting load that was to explode from my cock I pulled out and said, "Ma, I cant do this, what the fuck...". She looked at up at me sitting on the couch with a both a stern and sexually a****listic look and replied, "Oh yes, you will! Now give. Over the checks of my ass...downmy leg and to my foot.I feel something warm but weton the bottom of my foot...from my heel to my archto my toes,down and then back up and down again. A nip on the balls of my foot,and then a warm wetcaress on my little toe..then each toe is slowly envelopedas the little one was and then gently sucked.. from one foot then the other my foot is made love toso slowly and gently.A hand runs up my leg and then Ifeel the nails lightly scrap my skin on the way down.Left.