When the husband's away...

"So you wanna fuck Mrs Reed?" Gemma asked, although she really already knew the answer. She could see right through you. Gemma of all people knew the power of sex and the power that it held over others. She was wielding that power right now, as she worked you over with a single dainty foot. And you've been employing your own power over Kevin Reed for a long time now. His mother was just another way of exercising that power.

"She's just your type," Gemma muses, as her big toe circles around your throbbing tip. "Fit, with the right amount of curves in all the right places. A great ass, and tits that aren't too big or too small."

Mrs Reed's ass is phenomenal. You can't wait to hit that from behind and get a perfect view. You wonder if she's ever done anal,

"She's everyone's type," you say, before realizing how insulting that might sound to the slender Asian girl doing you a service right now.

You grip the edge of the table, feeling yourself about to cum. Gemma presses her foot firmly against your cock, stroking upwards as if to milk the seed right out of you. You jolt the table slightly as your balls tighten and a blast of cum explodes all over the bottom of your shirt, wincing in excruciating pleasure as she continues to rub her sole against your cock the entire time.