She nursed and suckled softly and lovingly on the spent cock.His prick was softening slightly now, following his second enormous cumming, but it was still fat and firm and delicious and she even enjoyed feeling it slacken – knowing that was because she had satisfied him so completely.Jimmy was trembling and panting as he knelt there, hooked into his mother's mouth. Then he slowly toppled over backward along the bed, his arms and legs spread-eagled, as if he were crucified by his cumming.As the boy dropped over, his mother moved with him, her blonde head still stuck on his prick as though she was being levered along with it as he shifted positions.She knelt over his loins and bobbed straight up and down on his still-standing cock a few times. Then she pulled it from her lips and began to use her tongue to gather up all the stray goo that had escaped her mouth.She licked up and down his cockshaft as if it were a meaty bone, then lapped his balls. She slid back up and pounced on his. I was so not in the mood. “So what? Got a problem with me, take it up with my brother.”“Sheesh, girl! Chill. I’m not looking for a cat fight. Just better hurry and at least put your apron on before Adrian sees you’re late again.”“My brother can go fuck himself. Today’s going to be shit, I can just tell.”Mandy made a face and bent down to pick up my bag. “Okay, but I need you out here, the morning rush of decaffeinated corporate zombies is not something I want to deal with alone. I swear, those suits can’t find their way to good manners unless they’re on their second cup of the day,” she sighed.I snatched the bag from her and took a deep breath. “Sorry, Mandy, I’m being a bitch and taking it out on you.”She shrugged and, like a good coworker, slapped my ass, motioning for the staff room. “Go change, first, then you can tell me all about it while we make some men happy.”“I wish some men would make me happy instead,” I laughed.And I also took the joke a step too far, because Mandy.
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