I am about to come!" She shouted as she started moaning over and over wiggling around. Then grabbed my head and pulled up. I could see the juices were...flowing out of her hole. I got up and pulled her legs apart. "Do you have a condom I asked." Jenn said she didn't. "Are you on birth control, then?" She answered, "No, I stopped when me and my husband seperated." I looked puzzled at her as to what to do. "Pull and pray?" she asked. I figured I have pretty good control so I pushed my shaft into. “Damien, don’t,” she pleaded half-heartedly.He put both of her legs over his shoulders, kissing up her thighs. She squirmed, torn between wanted to fuck him and knowing that she probably shouldn’t. the farther up he got, the more she squirmed.She was going to say his name again, try to get his attention, but she picked the wrong time to do so. Just as she said his name his let his tongue slide over her clit. So instead of saying his name in a nearly whiney tone, she ended up. She was gorgeous with good physic. Dian was married with two kids. Everyone was crazy about Dian for her bumpy back and curvy boobs. A few months later, she quit the company due to her personal problems.A month back I met Dian on Facebook and we were having a chat after a long time. We exchanged numbers and got into call conversations talking about office. I told her how all the boys in office including me were after her as she was really gorgeous. Finally, she revealed her divorce thing.We. I put my drink on the country with a wet thonk.“He wanted you,” I blurted to the young clerk without really thinking, who smiled without understanding and rang up the soft drink. Why had I done that? To make him uncomfortable? Because I could?Or was I secretly sizing him up for my own pleasure?I pointed to the man, who was now getting into his Kia. I made the universal gesture of a blowjob – fingers of right hand in a circle, as if clutching a big dick; mouth open; head bobbing – and then.