” He murmured in her ear while they were both crying.“Why??” Laura muffled with her face buried in his ample chest and punching it.“ Why did ...ou do it? I can’t understand. You are my parents. Why you did it? You are so dirty.” Laura asked sobbing uncontrollably. David watched her wife. She was crying too but nodded. He take another deep breath and brought Laura on the sofa, sitting net to her. Francesca was in the other side. Both were trying to control their emotions and waiting the girl stop. That was very attractive; it would boost my salary and employability.This interview was different again from the others; there were two people there, one who introduced himself as a manager and the other a chap who’d joined them a couple of years earlier. They ran through the preliminaries very quickly, the manager said that they were more interested in how I thought my way through a problem, and they set up a couple of process scenarios and asked me to talk them through what was happening,. Then this happened- she came hard. She SQUIRTED. I was in awe for a moment! It really stirred up my balls and drew closer to orgasm. My pubic area was wet and her juice dribbling towards my chest. It was such a hot sight as this was the first that i encountered. And the look she gave after she squirted painted my mind beyond my wildest imagination. She could now sensed that i'm getting there anytime soon so she picked up her pace. I was close then her mom woke up heading for the toilet. Oh. When she tried to put her tongue in my mouth I pulled away. “You don’t want to learn how to French kiss?” I must have been a real nerd about these things. I had heard the word ‘Frenching’ but didn’t know it’s meaning. When she kissed me again I let her tongue into my mouth. She wasn’t done. With her tongue in my mouth she put a hand on my little tit. “What was that about?” I asked. “It is what a boy is likely to do when kissing you” she said. “He’s also going to want to touch you down there.