I'd finally fallen asleep at around four that morning."Remember that poem I told you I wrote, back on that day you asked to borrow the money?" The one...about you not knowing me that well? That one?" Yes, 'You Don't Know Me That Well'. It got made into a song now, and you'll never guess who is going to put it on his new album." Really? Tell me."After I told her, I found out she wasn't any kind of fan of country music. While she admitted that she knew who the artist I'd named was, she professed to. His hand moved slowly and deliberately over her body, occasionally stoping to feel and caress of her most intimate stops. Suddenly he leaned down and kissed her, and as Jason watched, she returned his kiss with deep passion. They then got up and walked toward the house, and as they reached the porch, they embraced and kissed again. It was another deep and passionate kiss, and Jason was quite sure he saw the man's tongue exploring inside Mrs. Jones mouth, while his hands explored the ins andouts. Burns said. "I will have my attorney make up the papers and we can get this done. Do I have him talk to you, ah, Tiny?"Tiny said, "I'll be the contact man for right now. I will have one of my people come over to begin interviewing your employees so we can integrate them into our employee benefit plans. If you have any illegal immigrants, have them tell us so we can help them with legal papers and a legal work permit."Tiny and I both saw the look pass between the Burns. There would be a problem. I couldn't help it, I started moving my hips to feel that monster shift and rock inside me, and he let me continue for a few seconds, but not long. He put one hand at the small of my back, keeping me at the edge of the washer, the other wrapped up in my hair and holding my head against his shoulder. Then he started fucking me, slowly at first, sliding in and out with long strokes, with a little push at the end so I knew just how deep he was, but his breathing started to get heavier quickly,.