“Are you just going to sit there with your cock in me?” I said looking Mark in the eyes and he lifted my thighs up and then back on to him. I promise,” he whispered to me. Xnx I had been so hot all week and had dressed for sex, as I’m sure Mark could see…I was in the mood for fucking but it wasn’t Jerry touching my knee. My lips must have been red. “I’ve dreamed of this all week,” he said, more fumbling. It was the boss, Mark! The ice was broken! Mark’s vibrating knob and me, impaled, flexing, coming, coming as Mark started his engine. “Squat down, honey,” he whispered. I still got flowers and notes but now we arranged our trysts, often at my home when hubby was out of town.
