"Do you want some wine with your dinner?" she asked sweetly. "Wine will be fine" I responded. I again watched her ass jiggle inside her panties as she...walked back to the kitchen. Just a short while later, she brought our dinner into the living room. She sat cross-legged on the other end of the couch, and we both ate pasta and alfredo sauce. The wine added a nice touch, and soon we were both talking a mile a minute. Callie shifted positions often, causing her panties to ride up between her ass. My face comes to rest cheek to cheek next to hers and I can feel the pulse of her heart racing as I fuck her much harder than before. I lift her up and pull myself deeper into her as I drive every inch of my cock into her again and again. Hands firmly on her ass, I grab and spread her cheeks apart and I can feel my fingers getting wet with her pussy juices. Her legs begin trembling again and my slow, rhythmic strokes have turned into a feverish pounding. With each thrust I can feel her pussy. "I see by your resume, you've never really worked as a personalassistant before. What makes you believe you can handle this positionwith us?" Carman asked."Well, I'm very organized, I can take dick-tation and I really needthis job. You see, I'm in financial difficultly and this job is my onlyhop," I said."I see, you got yourself in money trouble and want us to help you getout of it," said Ken."I'll do a wonderful job for you and I'll do anything you asked. I'm avery hard worker, please give me. I asked, "What's your mother believe?"Quick as a flash she said, "She died when I was six. Father thinks she did something behind his back to justify her dying so young; whenever her name comes up he says something like, 'God struck her down in his vengeance on those who sin and disobey his rules.'" She waved her arms around and then pointed to a bush in a violent way with one finger as though she was God striking down some infidel.Suddenly, she looked at me in a peculiar way. She blurted out,.