Just let me figure out my shit without you. Sex Ellen,” I said with a half-hearted smile. I think she was about 40 years old, not that it was easy to tell with her makeup and smooth, pale skin. I dug my thumb deeper up her ass, pressing it downward so I could feel my cock sawing in and out of her cunt through that thin membrane separating pussy from asshole. Not terribly hungover, but a bit tight in the throat and around the eyes. “You know you’re not.”
“Maybe I want you to tell me all about it,” I replied. I stood. It meant I could go to town. She brought them over and sat down. “I love it!” I smacked her ass again. “Selfish guy.”
“Yeah! “I could tell you all about it over a drink, but I’d much rather learn about you.”
Carol smiled. Normally I take a while to cum, but this morning I didn’t. The deal would be closing. Remote work makes that easy.”
“That’s nice,” I managed to say. “My boyfriend pushes me away plenty,” she snarked. I wanted to show her how thoroughly I slurped up her juices. Yeah, take this fucking cock!” I pressed in. I reached under her and wrapped my arms just below her breasts.
