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...ummm....yes of course how dashed silly of me to forget !" anincreasingly frustrated Montie replied. "An excellent idea of course.It's kept upstairs so if you'd like to come with me now I'll give it toyou as I'm sure she must be wondering what's happening" he saidimmediately getting up as he was only too relieved to get away from theColonel's constant lecherous winks and grins.As they entered the main hall Montie whilst now in a buoyant and muchmore cheerful mood, realising he must quickly learn to hide hisincreasingly strong feelings in public towards Priscilla especially withso many important guests due, began to describe the history of the houseto her but to his dismay she barely responded, so that by the time theywere halfway up the very old mahogany spiral staircase on the way to herroom all conversation had dried up completely. He was sure this must bebecause of that mysterious woman's intuition thing that must have madeher only too aware of both men's recent inexcusable. No, no please. Stop it. I dont want to see anymore. Why are you showing me this? Because you are a stuck up bitch and deserve to get fucked like the whore that you are! Now, I want a blowjob! I want you to suck me good too! No! I wont do that! She screamed! Im a married woman! And Im a mother! I dont know how we ended up here, but it was a mistake. Im sorry. I just need to get going now. She started to get up to head towards the door, but her legs were like jelly. If you take one step towards that door I will send a copy of this video to every one of your husbands co-workers and every member of your PTA! She sat back down on the edge of my bed in a daze. Now, thats a good girl. She didnt notice as I clicked the record button on the remote I was holding in my hand. She just looked at me with a look of shock and disbelief as I walked over to her. I took my hand and gently raised to her face, caressing her and running my fingers through her hair. She looked up at me pleadingly. Begging.
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I knelt next to her son and unzipped him. His cock was already hard. I spread my legs as widely as I could for balance and gently slid him into my mouth, keeping my eyes on him. His mother smiled, putting her purse in her lap as she sat in the chair I used so often during my stay. Looking up at him I slowly worked his cock with my mouth, made eye contact and said, "No cumming... yet. Wait until I say." He nodded in reply, then put his hands on either side of my head.It took only a few minutes but his mom began breathing heavily and quickly. She kept her eyes on me, undoing her blouse and bra, letting them fall to the floor, she slid quickly out of her skirt and she wasn't wearing panties. I liked that. Her son spread his feet shoulder-width apart for balance but didn't pick up the pace. Nice, slow, full strokes taking his cock all the way out to the tip before gradually putting it back in deeply. He smiled down at me as I put my hands on his hips, help guiding him to where I needed.

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