That would be hard to forget

"So do you often make those videos for your husband?" Glen asked, making Morgan cough in surprise her cheeks flushed.

"Oh, ha, ha!" Morgan cast a quick glance around to see if anyone had heard. "Saw that did you?" She laughed sheepishly.

"Oh I'm not judging, so don't be embarrassed." He offered. "In fact... ...I was kind of hoping you might have more?" Glen stepped close and slipped his arm over her shoulder.

Morgan smiled up at him, slipping her arm around his waist as he started walking. She laughed and shook her head, this close she could smell the **** on his breath, mixing with his cologne. An exhilarating chill coursed through her as the pair calmly made their way to a darkened hall filled with empty offices.

"Oh fuck yeah. Nelson is a lucky son of a bitch!" Glen groaned as Morgan nodded in agreement taking his cock into her throat. "That's it! I knew you'd fun." He laughed as he watched Morgan's lips devour his hardening length.

"M'yeah? Ish thash show?" She attempted to speak but kept losing herself as Glen's salty flesh filled her mouth.

"Get it good and wet. Really slobber on it, slut." Glen snarled. "That's it! Yes!" He groaned as Morgan smiled up at him. "You're a real people pleaser aren't you?" He laughed with a grunt as Morgan gagged herself on his long, well-aged, rod.

"Mm..." Morgan moaned as she pushed her face into his lap, her tongue lashing at the base of his cock and teasing his balls. "Ugh-fuck..." She panted as she pulled back, leaving a thick rope of spit clinging to her lips and the tip of Glen's fleshy knob.

"Let's take this to the couch." Glen nodded before suddenly standing, he offered her his hand.

Glen led her to the aforementioned couch where he fully disrobed and laid back. Morgan happily obliged his need climbing, without direction, onto his lap she reached between her thighs to guided his cock towards her glistening slit before sinking slowly and fully down onto his throbbing length with a long moaning purr.

"Oh fuck..." Glen groaned beneath her as she started bouncing. "You're so wet, and soft." He breathed.

"Mm-fuck... ...Glen, you're so big..." She moaned as she bounced atop his girthy shaft.

"Ugh-I, I bet you say that to all the men you fuck..." He grunted with each bounce of her hips.

"Well, ugh-fuck, just... ...everyone else but my husband." She whimpered as his cock filled her slavering folds.

"Sounds like you could use more of this." Glen laughed as he watched her bounce up and down on his dick. "I know I could. Feeling thirsty?" He asked as he pumped her full of his dick.

"Y-yes, please..." She panted before climbing off his lap to kneel on the floor.

Morgan moaned happily as she knelt beneath Glen's throbbing length. He held her open mouth with one hand while stroking his drooling cock over her parted lips.

"Mm-yeah, ugh!" Glen grunted.

"Mm-hm..." Morgan moaned as her husband's boss painted her face and tongue with his seed.