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The sumptuous view reminded me of the centrefold on which I had deposited a healthy load all those years ago. She smiled at the bulge in my trousers. “Glad you like them ! I need to get on. Join us when you can, but don’t hang around as Wes, bless him, doesn’t last too long !” She turned and skipped back into the meeting room.I unzipped my fly and put my eye to the window.Wes was on the sofa, naked. In front of him Jo and Tania stood fully clothed in their business attire either side of a whiteboard. They all had their eye-masks on. Jo waved vaguely at the board. I put on my mask and started to film the action.“So, in conclusion, the company want to recognise your excellent performance for this quarter with something we hope you’ll enjoy”. She removed her jacket and her fingers caressed her clearly-visible nipples. Her hands cupped her breasts and then moved to start undoing the buttons on her blouse. I glanced to my wife. She was watching Jo closely, and was copying everything her. I was furious with my husband enough at the time that I ignored it. We got my husband to the bed and without thinking I climbed up on the bed to pull while my son who was stronger than me picked up most of his dads weight and allowed me to pull him onto the bed. Now I saw Rickie looking down my top while I crawled backwards with his dad. At this point I was already ignoring his stares so I figured that I’d let it go for the night.After Rickie had left the room I got a hand mirror from the master bath and did a little check. I looked in the mirror and saw that the way I had my robe on it hugged the outsides of my breasts. In mimicking the way we moved him I could see that my breasts were swaying back and forth quite a bit, I guess he did get a bit of a show, then I remembered the bed. I got back on my hands and knees on the bed with a hand mirror and tried to get an idea of what little Rickie had seen, oh my god. My breasts were hanging down in full view. I reproduced the effort of.
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