“Nooooooooo I will not!” I sighed as I dismissed his request. You look a bit….flushed?”
I smiled and told her I was fine. Milf sex The Office closed at 2pm and I made sure that I left at the same time as Steve. Every time I saw movement outside my office I looked up hoping it would be Stevie but it never was. He’d finally worn me down after 3 full days of pestering and sexy talk. Although I’d hardly done this before I knew exactly what to do from my husbands repeated requests and the tales I’d overheard from girls at work. As Stevie directed me to a derelict factory about 5 miles away he lifted my skirt and stroked my stocking clad leg and fiddled with the frilly suspender. His fingers were working their magic inside my hole as his palm pressed against and rubbed my clitty.
