I finally got him dressed and, reluctantly, put on my shirt and pants. Iso much wanted to dress like he was and I knew that sooner or later Iwould be,...but not there and not then. Maybe later at home.When his mother came to pick us up I was greatly surprised to see mymother in the car with her and my mother had a sort of smug look on herface, I think they used to call it a cat that ate the canary look. They took us "young lovers" to breakfast and then home where we all satin my living room.My. " Ivan suggested. "I bet the other will yell." What do you do for Mesouir Jons?" Marie asked him, still eyeing me rather suspiciously."Me? I'm his chief. This is my assistant." He dropped his arm around Zane's shoulders. "You should let us cook for you tonight." I'm his administrative assistant." Juan said before she could ask. "This is our computer programmer and he's our housekeeper."I looked up at that. "Housekeeper?"Juan shrugged. "We don't need full-time interior design and now Ivan can. She shoved him roughly in the chest and he fell backwards sitting on the hay bales, she bent down and undid his boots one at a time , taking each one off and throwing it aside , her hands went to the waistband of his jeans and undid the button , and moved down the zipper. She grabbed the bottom of his jean legs by his feet and pulled them off in one movement as his lifted his ass off the hay bales.He was wearing no underwear and as he opened his legs his cock sprung up, almost seven and a half. I continued my lifting, my licking, she continued her moaning and her grinding. As I got to 20 reps she said slightly breathlessly, “That will do, so lets just do tongue exercises, forget the bar, garb the uprights and finish my pussy off!” She sat up and removed the bar, the came back and placed her pussy over my face again. Back into action I went, licking sucking with her grinding her clit down onto my tongue. I was licking, sucking enjoying her glorious pussy, I could feel her tensing, .