My cock was still semi-hard. I paused to face her, and trolled it slowly from side to side. “You made him very happy,” I said. She looked at me ...uggestively. “Go wash him off and I’ll make him happy again.” When I came back from the bathroom I handed her the towel and started to get back in bed. “No, stand there,” she said. She spread the towel on the bed in front of me and sat down on it with her legs slightly apart. As she did so a trickle of cum went down her leg, and my cock gave a. It was Jenn and she was giving me a blow job. Damn that hurt and I blurted, "Jenn, careful with your teeth!" I heard a mumbled "Sorry" emanated from under the covers but she kept right on working on me. Shortly my hips were involuntarily rising up off the bed. I warned her twice before I lost control and came in her mouth. Jenn must have swallowed, because the bed was not a mess and she did not spit it out. When her head appeared out from under the covers, she had a smile that lit up half of. "You know the job is part time, right?" he asked her half an hour into the interview. "I can tell you, though, that if you do a very good job, I can give you more hours and a pay raise when summer comes. You know, when you can devote more than the afternoon to the job." Yes, sir," she said brightly, sitting on the edge of her chair and smiling eagerly. "I can do the job, I know it. I've taken business courses at school, I can type and do data entry, I'm good at answering the phone...". I let the song of Hurlon contentment work at my center until it could hold itself again, and then I jumped back to Earth and the empty room where a few hours earlier, Chris and I had discovered new heights and then some.In the midst of the chaos, no one had thought to even straighten the bed, let alone pull the sex-soaked sheets off. With a frown I shrugged and pulled the Dream Stuff around me and let the reality of the scene shift to what I wanted. When I was done the bed was made and.