Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 307

Owning My Friend's Mom: EP13

When she finally came back to earth, her face reddening with shame, she sheepishly tucked her boobs back into her blouse, and attempted to smooth out her skirt.

Looking around to make sure no one noticed their little display; Greg exclaimed "that was really well done Mrs. C. It sure looked like you enjoyed that. But now, I think you've caused Bob a little discomfort," he said, nodding his head towards the very obvious erection in Bob's pants.

Sheepishly she replied, "I'm sorry, Bob."

"That's quite alright, Anne," Bob tried to reassure her as he shifted uncomfortably in the booth.

"You know it's not fair to you, Bob," Greg pushed. "I think it only fair that Mrs. C return the favor. I'll have you know that she has a very capable mouth, and she would love to help you out."

his luck, Bob simply mumbled,

road. He quickly agreed. Greg had Mrs.

them

ordered Mrs. C to, "Get on your knees, Mrs. C., and open up that blouse of yours. I think Bob really enjoyed the sight of your pert little

shade of red, she knelt before a stranger, and, for the second time that day, unbuttoned her blouse completely, so that both breasts were visible. Clasping her hands behind her back, she took up the cocksucking position she had been taught earlier that day. Without needing any further prompting

Mrs. C. opened her mouth and took the strangers cock into it. Remembering what was expected of her, and not wanting to disappoint Greg, perhaps out of fear of what he would do to her, or maybe out of wanting to make him proud of her, she began to attack his cock with gusto. Once it was completely covered in her saliva, she began to try and work the head of

the length of it in and out of her throat. It appeared to be easier this time around. 'Perhaps there was

your cock all the way in with each thrust." Greg's words

had pumped his last, Bob stepped back and hastily pulled up his pants. Muttering a thank you, he patted Mrs. C. on the head

since her face and exposed chest was covered in her saliva. Reaching for a towel, in the back seat, Greg ordered

way over to the other side of town, to a store Greg remembered seeing on his earlier visit, he began to formulate a tentative plan of action. Remembering a situation, written about in one of the stories Mrs. C. had

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