I hear the juice sound in and out I feel the tight lips slide by the head. I am soaked from her juice with the third stoke. She is starting to orgasm ...ith the fourth poke. I drive it deep and she cringes, "oh honey" and the stroke in and out few more times. "oh ahhh" she sounds. She holds her knees and adjust alignment. She wants this in and out style ride. She loves the feeling of the rim. As the thick rim hits her g spot and in and out of her lips, the nerves drive her over the limit. With in. That was my life, being a sissy slut for a group of constantly horny men(and their dogs) without any hope of a better future. Right up until theday that Miguel walked into the shop.He took my breath away. The man had only gotten better looking with time.He looked at me as if he had met me before, but I had so many changes tomy appearance that it's understandable that he only thought of me as ahot secretary and not a dude he had once fucked a few years ago.He flirted with me, and I wilted at his. After about 10 minutes of relaxation it wasn't the wind and the traffic that I heard but a very faint grunt. It came from back in the trees and God knows there are enough trails to lead me all over this greed area but I didn't want to Spook anybody so I just laid there and continue to listen after a few minutes I finally caught the rhythm of the grunts. Somebody out there was getting fucked slow and deep. And not only that, from the sound of it they were loving every inch. I couldn't take it. My cock gained its strength and now it grew more tight and increased its length. Mom kept looking my lungi covered cock for some time and then she again called my name. Perhaps she wanted to confirm , if I was sleeping sound or in a shallow sleep?. But I was frightened and kept lying as before. This gave mom an idea that I was in deep sleep and for the same reason I had not answered her earlier also. She thought something for some time and then she moved near to my bed. I was watching her.