My staff meeting habit I suppose. But it actually reveals more thigh.“I’m not going to sugar coat this .Your performance review was lousy and you ...ave a simple choice right now: be fucked or be fired”, it rolled off his tongue to easily: the prick.“Oh I choose the fuck” I said, getting up and walking around his desk. Oh Mr Sean Peterson would more than want to keep me in the building by the time I had finished with him.I had no mental qualms: as I rapidly said in my head: Fuck my apartment. And I can ... we could ... you know. We both know you wanna fuck me. And I ain’t no virgin. It’ll be a good experience for me for when I come to work for you. You can think of it as an audition.”I took a minute to think about the possible repercussions, something I’m not in the habit of doing when it comes to my dick. And I gave a few seconds thought to how my friends might react. I’m a reasonably intelligent guy. I know the smart thing to do is to wait, at least until her sixteenth birthday.. I laughed unrestrained for about a minute. I raised a folded fist and pounded my chest like a proud gorilla. Then I was thrusting back and forth with a steady rhythm. I felt a slight irritation like the head of my penis was bruised; but that didn’t stop me.As I slid back and forth I felt a tantalizing movement under me, my mom was rolling her hips sweetly to my thrust and grind movements, matching my moves with complimentary ones of her own. It had to be instinctual movements, because I could. "Here," she thrust it at Ryan. "go try this one on."Miley looked up and they caught each other's eyes, and he was sure hesaw a quick eye roll.Ryan held it up and looked at it. It didn't look like it would stayon, the straps were so small. "Uh...it looks kinda..."Miley grinned at him. "Come on, T, go try it on."Now it was Harper's turn to roll her eyes. "Seriously, Teagan,"hitting 'Teagan' hard. "go. Come on. This is what everyone wears."Ryan walked over to the dressing room. He hung.