But Mrs. Dora still didn't trust her husband… He was really looking forward to going to her mother's for lunch on Sundays, because he was always gre...ted there by roast meat, potatoes, rice, apple strudel or something like that… Then he would gladly eat it, moreover, he especially enjoyed dipping white bread in roasted meat juice. To Ms. Dora, this was suspicious, this fondness for white bread, because she insisted on healthy bread made from seeds and other healthy ingredients ("Life Changing. After that, we got dressed and went downstairs and said goodbye. She tried to kiss me but I kind of turned to her cheeks and I knew she was kind of disappointed because I didn’t want to kiss her on the lips. I mean, I just came in her mouth and she swallowed it so I didn’t want to kiss a lip that had my cum on it lol.The next day I went to work, I was texting her back and forth and I asked her if she wanted to come over when I’m off. She said yes so in my mind I wanted to fuck her. I went to a. You could hear her pussy squish from her copious amounts of lube. Joe worked a little closer and a little closer until he was directly touching her exposed little brown hole and the pussy lips that were exposed. "Well," he said, "we'd better switch sides." Walking around to the other side, I took the towel with me. Beth was totally naked on the table and horny as fucking hell. Deciding to make things even more interesting when I placed my hand protectively on her pussy I slid two fingers. ”“I put you in this situation baby girl, of course I’m going to fix it. Now let me go, I have calls to make.”“Yes Sir.” It starts right after lunch, the calls and texts, almost nonstop from John. Wanting to know what I’m wearing, how many friends am I meeting, why am I not answering him. I never answer but let it go to voice mail, and let Charles listen to every one. He is constantly on the phone with Sir after each one. He takes my phone from me so that he can forward the texts to Sir. I know.