There was no way I was old enough, or Jenny young enough, for that to be possible, which left me feeling faintly offended. She tugged weakly at my arm... but I ignored the hint. "Just a friend," I corrected him. "And a customer who thinks it's pretty hypocritical to fire Jenny for something she can't control and then take advantage of it yourself." You!" exclaimed Darryl, finally making the connection. I watched him mentally undress me. "What a fuckin' slut, I tell you what," he added, shaking. She lies over his legs and nudges at him to caress her. He runs his hands over her bottom and then reaches from behind and starts to rub her cunt again. His cock is pressed against him and the side of her body. Every now and then she moves her body so he feels it rub against him. He rubs her cunt like that for a long time. One hand on her cunt and the other on her arse. He feels her getting close to climaxing and he puts a finger inside her and starts to work her cunt. Pumping fast and hard. "He needs to know the truth, and he's going to see much more before this whole thing is over with. The days of sheltering our kids from the bad side of life are gone. Kids like Davey already have done some growing up in the last few weeks, and unfortunately, are gonna have to do a bunch more in the days to come." Junior turned to look out the window, watching as Carr went from man to man, checking to see if they were still alive. He saw the man crouch over one prone form, sliding a large knife. " Wow!" He requested it and so I just obliged. Now do you want to do it a second round too?" I asked and put my hand on his cock and jerked it back to life without waiting for his reply."Oh no, you really wore me out!" We were both fully satisfied when my hubby pumped me again long and steady. After that, I met up with Fred about once a week for his painting session. He was guilty initially but I told him that my hubby knew about it and did not mind about it. In order to make it up, Fred would.