"How's it going, Pam deauxma," Barb asked while diaryofamilf she climbed into the car for her daily ride to work, "you look deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs beat.?." "I am," Pam replied while pulling smoothly away deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs from the curb, "I was awake half the night." "Don't tell deauxma me he left you hanging deauxma again," Barb asked incredulously.?. "Well, it's really my own fault deauxma," Pam replied, "we make love for a solid hour and I still didn't feel fulfilled, you deauxma can't blame Vern for that." The two of them rode along in silence until Barb offered, "I probably should deauxma have said deauxma something earlier, but I think I may have a solution to your problem." Pam straightened up a little and replied a little sarcastically, "What are you gonna do, suck my deauxma pussy for deauxma me mrs, oh come on, Barb, there's nothing anyone can do for me." "Don't be too sure about that," Barb quickly, "there's deauxma more than one way to deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs skin a cat ya know." "Okay," Pam replied impatiently diaryofamilf, "if you deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs're so smart, stop mrs beating around the bush and give deauxma me the answer to all of my problems." "A deauxma little touchy, aren't we," Barb answered deauxma a deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs little sullenly.?. Pam slumped her shoulders a bit and commented softly, "I'm sorry, Barb, it's just diaryofamilf that this deauxma is driving deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs me nuts, and believe me, if you have can solve my problem I'll be deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs eternally grateful diaryofamilf."
"W-wow," Pam said weakly, "that's incredible, and it 's so small, I never would have believed it unless diaryofamilf I felt it, is it always deauxma that powerful!?!" Barb chuckled a bit while shoving her own little deauxma hummer back into deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs her deauxma pussy and replied, "Of deauxma course not, silly, if you set deauxma it on low you deauxma can sit in your chair and just cook deauxma for hours right image on the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs edge deauxma, and deauxma believe me deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs, sometimes that's deauxma the best, until it finally overtakes you like a tidal wave!" The two image women hiked up their hose and panties and hopped out of deauxma the car and headed off to the deauxma respective deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs offices! When she was about a block deauxma away image, Pam pulled out her remote, and after giving a quick glance to see if anyone was watching deauxma, she set the power level deauxma for low and hit the on switch! She gave a small gasp as the deauxma low frequency vibration began rumbling gently from deep inside of her vagina, but after taking a moment deauxma or deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs two to deauxma get used to it, she found that she could easily make the rest of the way to her office with mrs absolutely no problem whatsoever!
For once there was an elevator available when she reached the lobby of her building, and she was greeted by the happy face of the elevator starter who asked brightly, "Nice day today deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs, huh, Mrs. Grant.?." "The best, Bobby," she replied while diaryofamilf striding into the waiting car and giving the tenth floor button a deauxma poke and waiting for the ride up to her floor. She leaned against the wall as deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs the car rocked back an forth, reveling in the sensation that was spreading deauxma throughout her genitals, but still a long ways away mrs from and orgasm. Finally in her deauxma office, she sat down in her chair, pulled deauxma out the little remote, and upped the power to the medium level, which immediately caused image her to moan softly as wave diaryofamilf after wave of deauxma pleasure coursed through her incredibly aroused organ. She sat there for a good ten minutes with her eyes deauxma closed while concentrating deauxma on rapdily approaching orgasm, when she was shaken back to reality when a deep voice questioned her, "Didn't get enough shut eye last night, Pam.?." "Uh diaryofamilf oh, hi Mr. Fenton," she stammered, "no uh, I mean I was just resting my mrs eyes for a moment deauxma, is there something I deauxma can do for you.?." "I just wanted to see how you were coming on the Stanton report, you know it's due by Friday," he deauxma asked while casually picking up her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs little remote from her desk.?. "Oh jesus," Pam thought to herself mrs as she watch her boss begin playing around with diaryofamilf the hummer control deauxma, "i diaryofamilf-it's almost ready now, sir, I only have to put the finishing touches on it and it will be ready in plenty of time." "Good, good," he said absentmindedly, "ya know I've deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs got deauxma one of these for my car, but it doesn't have this deauxma many controls, what does this one do.?." Pam was about to respond to mrs his question, but all she could do was gasp softly after her deauxma boss had hit the high button, causing her pussy to convulse in another orgasm that she was trying desperately to hide from her unsuspecting boss. Now dropping the deauxma remote back deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs on her desk, he gave her a quizzical look and asked, "Are you sure that you're all deauxma right, you look a little deauxma pale.?." "I'm okay," she managed to whisper weakly, "I-I just feel a little deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs light headed that mrs's all, I just need deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs a drink of water." "Well deauxma, take care of yourself," he said as he deauxma left the room, "see you at deauxma the meeting on deauxma Friday." She waited until he was out mrs of the room before grabbing mrs the remote deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs and quickly turning the little buzzer off while she image leaned image back deauxma in her chair gasping for breath.
"So, how'd it go," Barb asked as she pulled deauxma up a chair, "did mrs you order yet.?." "No image, I waited for you," Pam deauxma replied, "and how it went was almost disaster, I was riding this wave of pleasure when out of deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs the blue Fenton drops into my office, picks up my remote deauxma, and you aren't gonna believe this, he turns deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs it up all the way and I have a image huge one right in front of him." "Oh my god, Pam," Barb said urgently, "what did he deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs say deauxma.?." "Well I sat deauxma there with my cunt shaking like a leaf," Pam deauxma replied while shaking her head from side to side, "but he image didn't suspect a thing, but it was all I could do to keep from screaming out at the top of my lungs." "Rule number one," Barb said giggling, "never leave the remote out where someone might grab it, it may be hazardous to deauxma your health." "Thanks a lot," Pam deauxma replied, "I deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs'll try and remember that deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs." After placing their orders, Barb said softly, "I have an deauxma idea, let's deauxma race to see image if we image can orgasm before our food gets here, what do deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs ya say.?." "You're dangerous mrs," Pam said deauxma with a chuckle, "but I'm game if deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs you are." "Good," Barb replied while pulling out her remote, "are you ready, go."
Almost instantly both of image their deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs vaginas diaryofamilf were deauxma hit by a lightning bolts of energy as they stiffened under the initial shock of the incessant buzzing. "S-sweet jesus deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs in deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs heaven," Pam stammered as her cunt was being whipped into and absolute frenzy, "I'm almost ready to shoot right deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs now, how about you.?." Barb was gripping the edge of the table with deauxma all of her might, but still managed to reply thickly, "I'm so fucking close deauxma, I just love the way this feels, ohhhhhhhh my deauxma is image this fucking nice." The waitress mrs appeared deauxma out of nowhere and placed their orders in front of them mrs and asked, "Can I deauxma get you ladies anything else.?." "N deauxma-no," Pam croaked, "w-were just fine, thanks." The deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs waitress looked at image both of them quizzically before leaning over diaryofamilf and saying softly, "If I didn't know better I'd bet you two deauxma were having orgasms, am diaryofamilf I right.?." Sweat was now breaking out on Pam's forehead, and while wiping it off deauxma with a napkin she deauxma replied softly, "Both of us are right on the fucking edge." Looking around to see if deauxma anyone needed any service, the waitress took each deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs of them by the arm and mrs led deauxma them to the rear of the restaurant where she opened a deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs store room door and pushed both of them inside and diaryofamilf ordered quickly, "Up with your skirts and down mrs with deauxma your panties, and hurry, we don't have much deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs time." Both deauxma Pam and Barb were flying on automatic pilot diaryofamilf, so as if in a daze, they diaryofamilf did as they were told, and soon they were standing naked from the waist down in front of a perfect stranger deauxma. "W deauxma-what are you gonna do to us," Barb stammered as hot juice ran deauxma do deauxma the inside of her thigh.?. "Just deauxma this," the waitress diaryofamilf exclaimed mrs while dropping deauxma to her knees and tonguing Barb to a quick and brutal orgasm that left her slumped over deauxma in a heap on the deauxma floor." "What about deauxma me," Pam asked excitedly, "please, do me too." "Of deauxma course deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs I will, dear," the waitress replied softly deauxma, "I deauxma just love a shaved cunt, such nice full lips deauxma, now come here you hot diaryofamilf pussied little bitch." "The persistent deauxma humming from deep inside of her pussy and the warm wet mouth of this female cunt lapper was deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs providing the most incredible mrs sensation that Pam had ever felt deauxma, but all to deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs quickly her pussy spasmed hard six or seven diaryofamilf times in rapid succession and deauxma a blinding orgasm hurtled deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs unabated through her pussy deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs driving her straight to the floor alongside Barb.
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