’ ‘You know, I do have a job. I’ve only been able to hang out because you happened to fly in on a Friday night.’ Jenna stopped. Actually, it h...dn’t occurred to her that he would have a job. As soon as he said it though, she didn’t know how she could have not realized it sooner. Of course he had a job. ‘What do you do?’ ‘I’m a graphic designer for the Guardian newspaper.’ ‘Wow, that sounds very impressive. So what exactly does that mean?’ ‘Basically I’m in charge of the layout, deciding what. Carl peered at the screen and could clearly see the split of her labia, her finger sliding between them into the depths of her pussy. Spreading her labia wide she inserted her middle finger deep into herself and it appeared that she pulled against the back of her pubic bone. It seemed like she was trying to pull her cute hooded clitoris towards her. Her head moved from side to side in obvious sexual pleasure as she released her pussy and ran both hands over her erect nipples in a circular. He mentioned that he was working “away” for the past six years, and worked with n “security “ which made sense with the scars on his face, we laughed and joked, he turned out to be down to earth, and had a fantastic start cl sense of humour, a bit like mine in respect.A few hours passed and a few budweisers later, he looked at his watch, and blurted out, “oh shit it’s 21:45pm and my hostel will be closing at 22:00, I asked “Hostel?” He didn’t look like your average homeless person. He then said. It was only a moment before she asked, "Mind if I lay down with you honey?"The request was a little odd in that there was two very comfortable easy chairs to either side if the couch - but at the same time, it was dark, a little chilly and generally a lonely night. It was also strange in that I could not remember the last time mom and I had lain together watching television.Of course I mumbled, "Sure mom." What son that mooches off his parents would not deny his mother this small request. What.