It was my time now, and all I wanted was a nice hot shower, something to eat and then time to relax and unwind. An hour or so later when I crawled int... bed, you were sleeping so soundly and didn't even move as I snuggled up to you. I kissed your shoulder and neck gently, and then rolled back over to try to go to sleep. Honestly, sleep was not what I wanted right then. I had been thinking of you all day, thinking of your rock hard cock, and what I would do with it. I wanted to take you in my. I flicked my tongue in and out in rapid movements, all the time admiring the curvature and smoothness of her gorgeous ass. This was all buying me a bit more time of course so, when I'd decided that I was ready to go again, I brought her peachy butt into the ideal position and slowly buried my still-hard cock inside of her. At this point I was in dreamland, fucking a beautiful young woman from behind in the countryside on a lovely spring morning. There really wasn't much you could have offered. "Ma'am," I said, drawing up a chair. "Can I ask you something? That's a lovely dress, by the way."Mrs. Jenkins could see a suckup a mile away."Um, do you know any Jewish, ma'am?" I asked, ignoring her glare.Mrs. Jenkins looked at me coldly."Jewish is a religion, Mr. Sterling," she reminded me."Yes, ma'am, a religion," I agreed. "But isn't there some sort of, uh, language?"There had to be some sort of language, what with the shiksas and the mitzvahs and everything. I mean, it couldn't possibly. “Then, of course there was the rift between your father and Jacob – well that’s a whole other story. Early on your father showed no interest in joining Jacob in any of the enterprises he had built here and chose medical school instead ... which might have been okay, but then he chose to move half way across the country to a small town in Indiana. That didn’t help matters. Fortunately, your mother kept the relationship bumping along; doing everything she could to keep father and son, it appears.