Her name was Trish.I followed her everywhere, hounded and nagged her with my presence, and generally made of fool of myself. Yet, I never said more th...n two words to her up to that point. But my insistent teenage determination demanded that I act.So I went over to her home after supper time one evening. I can remember that the snow was falling lightly and the moon was bright. Even with few lights on the houses and the road lights barely making a difference, I thought the night was brightly. Sensing that I needed to get out of the way, I tip-toed back upstairs, skipping breakfast. A few minutes later, the sound of something hard thwacking across Joey's back told me that I was right.Sighing, I booted up my computer and went to work. Dad had Joey and I do all of his work; to be honest I suspect that he didn't know how to keep books. I'd always hated this, but now it gave me access to the banks files, which I was looking over as part of the investigation. Even if we never found an. As she was panting to catch her breath from my savage throatfuck, I said, "Just stay like that, baby. I wanna fuck those big, beautiful tits.” In her breathless state, she couldn’t answer, but she could give me a huge smile.I stepped up to her voluptuous chest, letting my big cock slide along her generous cleavage. Her chest was all wet and slick with her spit just like her daughter’s was when I had titty-fucked her earlier. I placed my hands on the sides of her big breasts and pressed them. "Gloria, my beautiful Gloria!" Jonathan whispered in a ragged breath in between kisses and nibbles on her neck and shoulders.Swaying gently, he moved her toward the bed and when Gloria glanced up she saw her reflection in the mirror that covered the entire wall, from the floor to the ceiling. She stared in disbelief as Jonathan described what he loves about her."Your hair is so soft and sexy. I love the way it shimmers in the candlelight. Your eyes, oh that sparkle, it lights up your whole face.