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“Come on, Matt,” Marni whined. “You still have an hour left before you’re done. Just go in back and get a stack of each and put ’em on the floor. By the time that’s done, your shift will be almost over.”Matt turned and walked away from her without saying a word. He hated this job. He had just finished his sophomore year in high school and obtained his driver’s license, and his parents made him get a job for the summer. Abercrombie more like two hours. That gave her enough time to stop into Forever 21 for a hoodie her daughter wanted, walk down to Tommy Bahama for a few pair of shorts for her husband, jump across to Lululemon for a few pair of leggings and a top for herself, and then scoot into Neiman Marcus to retrieve a new Louis Vuitton handbag she’d ordered.Olivia had just enough time to get back to The Palm, the venerable steakhouse, where she met Rebecca Sussman and Wendy Jackson, two of her best childhood friends, for a late lunch. Marie Carpelli and Heather Bannister would normally have joined them, but the Carpellis were on vacation and Heather had scheduled a tennis match at the club.A few shared sushi rolls and two-and-a-half bottles of a Cakebread chardonnay later, she was loading her arms up with bags, wishing her friends well, and walking back through the mall and toward the lot at the other end of the mall where she had parked her car.The thought of her car made her frown. It wasn’t a car anymore. The thought of driving the monstrosity killed her inside. With four kids now in junior high and early high school, her husband Bob finally convinced her that she had to ditch the svelte little Porsche SUV in favor of…a full-size Escalade. She had lobbied hard for something less obscenely large, a Mercedes GLS Yakacık Escort or maybe the X7. But in the end, though, those choices didn’t fit the reality of the Freeman’s current needs. Still, she wasn’t happy and her slightly intoxicated state caused her to brood.Music floated into Olivia’s ear, pulling her from her self-pity party. She looked towards its source, the Abercrombie validation of her ability to attract men as her thirties slid by; the general boredom of the stay-at-home mom.Nonetheless, the incidence of her infidelity was fairly low – once or twice a year – but her daydreaming was much more frequent. And lately, her fantasizing, with a hand shoved down her panties, had been leading her to younger and younger men. The messages plastered across the front of Abercrombie the twisting of her body accentuated her large breasts.”It’s been several months since I indulged in young cock and today’s your lucky day,” she declared, her voice low and sultry and dripping with lust at the thought of having this sixteen-year-old at her beck and call. “How does that strike you?”Olivia delighted in the sharp intake of the kid’s breath as the wicked words tumbled across her glossy lips.Without waiting for his response, she slipped from the SUV and climbed back in through the back door. She crawled across the rear floor and knelt before him, her long slender fingers bracing herself against his young thighs. A soccer cleat dug into her left knee as she leaned into the wide-eyed teenager.Matt looked around, nervous that someone might see them. Olivia lifted a bright red nail beneath his chin and guided his gaze back toward her. “I’m right here, sweetheart,” she reminded him gently before brushing her soft Yakacık Escort Bayan full lips against his.Matt quaked and inhaled deeply as Olivia’s pink tongue flickered out and teased his lips, slipping into his mouth. He tasted the wine and bourbon on her breath as he tried to catch his own.His eyes eased closed as her hot, wet tongue invaded his mouth, the scent of her perfume overwhelming. A manicured hand roamed down his chest, tracing over his pectoral muscles, pausing momentarily to tweak his flat nipples.Olivia’s lush lips and slithering tongue pulled back from Matt’s mouth and she planted light kisses along his jawline, crossing to his ear. She gently blew hot breath as her hand dropped to the waistband of his pants”Um,” he began, his young body shuddering.”Shut up,” she whispered hotly into his ear, sending shivers up his spine. “You’re not here to talk. You’re here to fuck.” She bit hard on the last word before taking Matt’s earlobe between her full lips and sucking it hard between her snow-white teeth.Olivia pulled Matt’s shirt from his pants and pushed it up and out of her way. With a thumb and forefinger, she roughly pulled his belt from its buckle, ripped the button from its hole, and tore open the zipper, careful not to chip her nails.Matt groaned as her soft fingers raided his boxers and freed his thickening cock.Olivia bent and licked around one of his nipples as her manicured hand encircled the thick, teenage cock, stroking it. She lifted her head to look around. No cars were approaching, no people were on foot.”Mmm,” she muttered, dipping her head again toward the erect shaft quivering in her hand. She blew hot breath across the broad head before swiping her wet tongue across Escort Yakacık the spongy flesh, capturing a drop of pre-cum as it threatened to streak down the length of his shaft.The cum sat on her tongue for a moment before she pressed it against the roof of her mouth and swallowed. Her hand remained firmly around Matt’s cock, gently tugging, her eyes locked on the veiny, pulsing shaft and the flared crown. Her focus was singular.After a moment, she tore her sparkling emerald eyes from the trembling mass and found Matt staring back at her. A lascivious smile parted her full lips. “I cannot tell you,” she began, “how long I’ve been waiting for this.” Her fist still pulling gently at his shaft, she again swiped her tongue across the swollen crown.”Hmm?” he moaned in response.”Young cock,” she answered. “Young…thick…high school cock.”With her free hand, Olivia reached below her and pushed Matt’s shoes from his feet. She tugged at his pants and, when he lifted his ass from the leather seat, pulled them down over his knees and off his feet. Planting light kisses along the inner thigh of his left leg, she pushed his left leg up and to the side so that it hung over the arm of the captain’s chair.”Oh, God,” she muttered before burying her face between the teenager’s smooth thighs, her flaxen hair whispering across his flesh as her silky tongue found his hanging balls. She bathed them in saliva while her hand continued to jerk at Matt’s stiff cock. The metal links of her watchband clinked together in time with her stroking, providing the only sound inside the cabin of the Cadillac.Above her, Matt groaned with delight. His mouth was dry and he struggled to swallow when Olivia sucked one of his silky balls into her mouth. He clenched his fists beside him, his knuckles turning white.Olivia pushed the testicle from her mouth and released the teen’s throbbing shaft. It fell to his thigh with an audible plop as she grabbed his trim waist in both hands, pulling his ass closer to the edge of the seat.
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