" And she was off. ***************** At the close of work, Stan stepped into the elevator, thankful for the solitude as the car was empty. Just as he...was about to press the button for the ground floor, she came out of the blue, stepping in to join him. It's been three days since their chat, and he was so worried. ‘What's her damn agenda' he had asked himself a million times to no avail. "Ma'am, about our chat...." She cut him right off with a slight wrinkle of her sensuous mouth. "Well,. She had just watched Sophie come, so maybe a little flirting made sense. ‘You’re a photographer?’ Sophie said. Sara nodded. ‘You’re good.’ Sara kind of shrugged. ‘No,’ Sophie said, looking at a picture of a woman jumping, pulling her shirt open as she moved. ‘I buy way too many magazines and you’re really fucking good.’ Sara stood there and looked at her and didn’t move, and Sophie had the strangest feeling she was about to get kissed. She stood where she was too, didn’t go back and didn’t go. 17 am."Gail, I'm getting hooked. It's so good having such a young stud who knows so well what he is doing. I wish I'd started this long ago."I kept listening to Mom's conversations with Aunt Gail for months. In a few months Mom fucked about 20 guys, with a frequency that started at once every two weeks up to twice a week. It seems that during 10 weeks Mom went through about 8 lovers, and from her conversations I also understood that one of them was black and she considered him the best ever.I. I swallowed as quickly as I could but I could feel some of his cum leak out the sides of my mouth. As Joey withdrew his cock from my mouth he looked down at me. “You look like a whore with my cum dripping down your face.” I didn’t know if this was a compliment or if he really thought I looked like a whore. I didn’t need to wait to find out. He stood up and pulled his pants up as I sat there on the floor. I didn’t know why he was getting dressed already, because I still wanted to fuck. I guess.