”“Well, I’ve tried to be sure you were no stranger to hard work,” Dad said. “Let’s get the table cleared so you have your workspace again....��“Do you need anything else, Jakey?” Mom asked. I almost answered that I could use a double scotch but I was pretty sure they didn’t have any Cardhu in the house. Single malt Highlands were my favorite. A cigar would help, too.“I could use another pencil if anyone has one. Dinner was really good, Mom. Thank you.”“Don’t work too late, dear. Fatigue will cause. I couldn't fault him at all; he had more vigour, more stamina than just about any other man I'd ever had. Right now he was holding back his orgasm through sheer willpower and learned technique, saving it for the perfect moment, and if anything I was proud that I was making him work so hard. At the same time, my crush for him deepened. So many guys just can't hold it; even some who last forever can't hold back even for a moment when the moment of truth finally comes. But Jack...Mr. " She and the other girls laughed, nodding with agreement."You girls saying we don't treat you rough enough?" Jeff asked, already knowing the answer. "What are we going to tell her husband when we go back without her?" I don't plan on explaining anything," Alana replied, surprising the others with her sudden irresponsible demeanor. "Unless he asks, of course. Then I'll simply tell him she's doing research on the lifestyle of the Neanderthal." And if he wants to join her?" Frank asked, already. “Come with me.” he said, grabbing her wrist and forcefully leading her to the little hall between the bathrooms.He pushed her back roughly against the wall. Sensations flooded her body. She couldn't wait.“Kiss me!” she gasped.He was already there and slid one hand down to lift her skirt and continue playing with the anal plug. She lifted her knee to give him better access. Her breath was ragged as his tongue pierced her lips and fought with her waiting tongue. His strong grip made her feel.