And I was torn to be truthful. Part of me wanted to come in here today and turn in my resignation and tell you just what I thought of you. But another...part of me, the less indignant and incensed part of me, thought about the financial realities of the whole situation. This is a good place to work and I really do love it here, Mr. Andrews. I love the people and I love the way the company takes care of all of us. It feels more like a family than a work environment.“I don’t want to quit and I. Pete and Samantha looked into each other's eyes and then Samantha took Pete by the hand, heading off down the hallway to her bedroom where she intended for him to fuck her. At least for their first fuck of the afternoon. Pete loved for Samantha to "lead the way" because it put him right behind her where he could relish the view of her awesome behind. Pete thought his "little sister" had one of the finest asses he'd ever seen on any woman and he loved the realization that her ass was his to. I moved her legs apart so I could lie between them. Tenderly I ran my fingertips over those breasts. She gave a little gasp of pleasure as she felt my touch. Then I explored them with my lips, applying only a featherlight contact as I lovingly followed their glorious contours. I drew myself up so my face was close to hers. She was still muttering. I could hear the words now: ‘… I’m with James … I’m with James … I’m with James …’ she breathed as if in awe and wonder. I could wait no longer. I. ’ But have you ever seen a boy of 18 fucking and not shooting his load in a hurry? No, and I was one of them, I shot my load in seconds, but the thing is, I didn’t lose it, I was still hard, and I went after my mom like an Olympic sprinter and vaulter, I pummelled her, my hips were going ten to the dozen , sweat was forming on my brow. But the best of all as I looked down at my wondrous lovely mother, her eyes were closed tight, her mouth was open, and she was grunting and moaning, she was.