Sir.”“I like the “sir” touch, but really, why wouldn’t I? Just because you’re a hot fuck, doesn’t make you a good employee.”She sped u.... “Well that depends on what you’re paying me for, doesn’t it?”“Well let’s find out how well you take instruction. Then we’ll find out how much you want the job.” I was loving every minute of this. “Bend over the desk again and spread your ass open.”“Okay,” she said and without hesitation she did just that, spreading her legs open as well. “But I don’t want to. ” I didn’t mind the wet hair or the strong smell or any of that; I just wanted to lick my mom’s pussy again. “I’m cummmmmming baby boy!” She almost fell but I held her tight and pressed her back against the counter. Her housedress covered my head and her thighs were wide open. My knees hurt as she jerked and climaxed into my mouth. I wanted to tell her to pee on my tongue again but I could hardly breathe, let alone talk. I remember how she instructed me to drink from her pussy; the strong salty. It was a simple kiss then she did it again to demonstrate the place in the scene. Then again she kissed me. I was the one to introduce a tongue. Next time she used a tongue. Yet all of this was in context with her conversation. She was making me very uncomfortable and finally I said so. She didn’t seem to care either way and the dream sorta ended. When I thought about it later I realized that final kiss before I said “No, your making me uncomfortable” was just like that famous Britney Spears. At home, where it’s just me and Dad, we sometimes just wander round all day in our briefs, and if I’m studying I prefer to be in my briefs – that way, if it’s boring, I can let my hand drift off to rub my dick through the cotton. I love that feeling..Not that I can afford many briefs.. It’s the bargain packs of slips , 5 for £7.50, for me but I’m ok with that.”“Except when you’re wearing Under Armour,” said Matt. “They sound like a pretty classy pair to me.”“These?” Luke laughed. ”My Dad bought.