He sprung up from his chair, sending it rolling back on its wheels. Then he hungrily pulled Amanda to him as they kissed, devouring each other’s lips and tongue for a long time. “I’ve been waiting for this moment all day,” Glenn breathed. “I wasn’t sure if it was really going to happen.” Amanda smiled at her boss, who was older enough to be her father, and stroked his cheek affectionately. japanese “I’ve never let you down before, have I?” “No. No you haven’t, love. Not once.” Amanda kissed him again. In a sultry voice she asked, “Now tell me what you want.” Glenn could barely contain himself. He stepped back towards the window, never taking his eyes off my wife MILF as he quickly closed the shutters. “Are you wearing the bra and panties that I purchased for you?” “Yes.” “Show me.” Amanda removed her glasses and took her cellphone from her pocket, placing them both on the table. Then she slowly began unbuttoning her blouse, knowing a sexy strip tease would drive her boss insane. But Glenn was too impatient for that. He bounded over to her and ripped open her top. Amanda’s perfectly-formed 34C breasts, wrapped tightly in a silky, lavender bra, spilled out. Taking only a moment to admire my wife’s tits, he yanked her skirt down equally as fast, revealing matching panties that hugged her hips beautifully. As Glenn stepped back, he pulled Amanda towards him with one hand while swiping everything off his table with the other. Once everything had clattered to the floor, he kissed her again, then basically tossed Amanda onto the table and bent her over. My wife yelped in surprise. Glenn had never been anything but deferential, almost passive, towards her. But his sudden roughness was born out of lust-filled desperation and impatience. Glenn pulled her panties down then smoothed his hands all over her ass. He hesitated before giving her a hard slap. Amanda yelped again. “Baby girl, did you enjoy it when we brutalized you the other night, in your very own living room?” “You know I did.” 3 more quick slaps on each cheek left angry red hand prints on Amanda’s tan skin. But now Glenn was enthralled by her cleanly shaved pussy, which already had a glint of wetness to them. He rubbed her engorged clit and vaginal lips with his fingers, eliciting a loud sigh. Without any pretense, Glenn drove the index and middle fingers of his left hand into my wife’s pussy. Her tangy juices coated my tongue. She didn’t understand what that last word meant. I washed his now strong chest very affectionately and, a japanese little nervously, started to rub soap on his penis and balls. The boy’s remarks were crude and obscene and she always pretended to ignore MILF them but she couldn't ignore the thrill of excitement that their words ignited in her. “You think?” I looked back to the Leavanny, who was breathing heavily, eyes still wide as though she were staring down a predator and wet with fat, beading tears. This was apart of my after school routine, jerk off and play video games on the VR console I worked so hard to save up for. Felicia immediately gagged, but a good amount of the stuff slid down her throat. Why did she look so nervous? Drew was now grunting, his hands controlling my hips, before pushing me up. I think there were several orgasms, or maybe just one, very long one. That just pissed me off. In fact, once in a while Chrissy used to think about John sometimes when she was with her husband, as her husband wasn't exactly the best in bed, but she had more or less started relying on a vibrator to do the trick for a while now. And that really grossed me out and turned me off, for some reason, even though I'm very fond of horses and ponies. The more she thought about it, the more staying put seemed like the most attractive choice.