She was so apologetic, I told her not to be silly, she sat up and kissed me again.As I stood up I put her hand on my cock she unbuttoned my jeans and ...ulled them down, pulling my undies down as quickly as she could, I put my hand round her neck and moved her face towards my helmet, she said she doesn't do oral, I said "Ok" as I laid her down, opening her legs and pushing my thick chunky cock into her soaking wet cunt, she gasped as it went in.Shagging her slowly she was screaming with pleasure. I felt extremely ready! She said she had to go change into a new negligé first. Considering her excellent taste in sexy nightwear, I had no arguments. After a couple of minutes, I heard her right outside the bedroom door as she said. ‘Its just a tiny something that I whipped together.’ She walked in wearing just whipped cream — a dollop on each nipple, and a strip covering her crotch. ‘I hope you’re hungry!’ She came over to the bed and leaned above me, offering me a covered tit. I thoroughly. I sat in front, waiting for the end of the work day and followed home the enforcer with the oldest and most trashy car in the lot. He pulled in to some white trash duplex about 10 miles away from his office. After he walked into his home, I parked, stepped out of my car, walked up to his door and knocked. He answered the door with a dead look in his eyes, he was a fat weasely man and was obviously miserable with his life. I knew he would see me as the answer to his prayers, I pulled out a. ”“Don’t you start, my Dad has already been on my case to get a part-time job to pay for its upkeep.” Rory moaned.“He does have a point Rory, so are you looking for a job?” I pushed.“Well Dad is looking for me at the minute.” Rory explained.“I would think you might want to look for yourself, that way you might get to do something you want, rather than flipping burgers or something, which you would probably hate.” I mentioned.“Hmm good point, alright I guess it is something I need to do if I want.