Dad had told me last night the same thing about Tiffany. He said that I was not to thank her or say please. I was simply to tell her what I wanted and...expect her best effort. He said it put her in a different headspace to expect politeness from those she serves.It would be a difficult habit for me to break. I was used to being polite. I looked over the day’s itinerary my father had created for me. It was very detailed and contained a lot of instructions.“Are you going to help me with this. Not going to see a kiss like that in seventh grade, that’s for sure. I think Bobby Nicholson wants to, though.”“You stay away from Bobby Nicholson,” Jan said.“You probably won’t see that until eighth grade or maybe even ninth,” I kidded her.“I’m pretty sure that’s college stuff.”Her mom finally chipped in. “That’s post graduate stuff right there. When you’re old enough and a man kisses you, you’ll know. Just not Bobby Nicholson.”“Dang. I wish I had my camera out. Dang.”“You’re in shock,. You are here to give the maximum pleasure to the lady and enjoy yourselves too”. Michael clarified them about the job they were to do. From his previous experiences, he thought, it would take at least three of them to do a good job. He knew, Candi liked to keep going, mostly very late into the night and he informed them to pace themselves and take a break every hour or two. He told them that she will need a break after the hard work she was to put in the fun night ahead. “Sweetie, would you. This increased the force of each thrust and resulted in maximum penetration. Stephanie cried out in pleasure at the depth and force of each thrust.Up until now our lovemaking had been reasonably tame. I wanted her to experience the powerful thrusts of a man controlling her and giving her total release. As her pleasure rose I increased the rate of my thrusts. I forced my cock to pound into her as my pelvis drove hard against her ass. Stephanie cried out in pleasure. I sensed the moment was.