My sweet wife Anita was visiting some friends in a near city; so, she would not be aware of that matter; unless Sondra would tell her anytime.That bit...h would please me all night long, just as we arranged.Sondra smiled that early evening, when I knocked at her door and gave her some shopping bags from the mall, that I had purchased for her to wear for our meeting.She just hurried up to her bedroom. Ten minutes later she came back, dressed like a perfect whore. She was crossing her hands over. Of course I was supposedly asleep."You told her?" Of course. We were friends as much as mother and daughter. It irritated her more than it made her jealous. Her interest in my father ended up being purely visual. He had a shallow beauty unlike her." And did your mother cheat on him?" Aside from the Egyptian? Probably. She and the chief's advisor were quite fond of each other. In fact that's how she got to join those negotiations. They kept it well hid though if they had sex at all. It's just. I watched all the cum run together and form big white globs that rolled down her chest and over her flat stomach. She slid her ass off my tongue and moved down a little, smushing her pussy over my open mouth as the first warm loads dripped down over her mound. I licked and tongued her sloppy pussy, smearing the sticky globs of cum all over her gooey labia.Brooke started licking the sperm off her tits and belly, as it was taking too long for it to get to my mouth. She fed me what she licked up. A truly hectic morning she thought as she smiled to herself.The phone rang again - it was the security guard."There's a man out here to see you".'Strange' she thought 'who can that be, I'm not expecting anyone'. She passed through the doors and made her way to the reception point.She glanced at the figure standing there, waiting for her. Her heart gave a sudden leap! It was John, her secret lover! 'How had he known where to find her? What was he doing here?' question after question pounding.
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