I was thinking that you need to show me more affection when we’re around your friends. But now you come upstairs, and, well. You never seem to just..... reach out and take what you want.”Was that... what was that?This time I locked the door. It was, and I was going to take advantage of it quite thoroughly. I turned back to her and she was smiling again, even as I strode over to her, raised my hand behind her head and kissed her solidly. She let out a little noise and I knew I was doing the right. Jenkins had finally retired after thirty years. Her replacement was young, nice to look at and her figure didn't hurt any."Julie Summers," I said reading her into sheet."Yes, Sir Mr. Lewis." I like the Mr. You would do well to remember it in the future. I case you weren't told your position with me is temporary upon my final approval of you performance. Is that understood, uh, MRS. Summers?" I had purposely place emphases on the Mrs."I understand fully, Mr. Lewis, but if my being married is. Mom congratulated her and sent her home.Everything was fine for a couple of weeks then one day Angela’s mother came over with her.Angela’s mother said, “I hear that you are letting your son fuck my daughter.”Mom blushed and replied, “Yes. They were both curious about sex and I thought that it would be best if they learned it in my house instead of in the backseat of a car like you and I did.”Then Angela’s mother said, “Okay then, if your son can fuck my daughter then my husband can fuck. Mary had done him proud with her hand jobs, but this, she would milk him dry.“Here she blows missy!” Bert gripped the sides of his bed, forcing his cock in deeply, letting out a thunderous moan. “Jesus Christ boy, fill her to the brim!”Belinda felt as if she was sitting on Mount Etna when the primary spurts started it was a real eye-opener for her; she thought the first jet would cut her in two. Then the long blasts boiling inside her, she lowered her upper torso pushing her arse backwards.