I raised my eyebrows. “I know the feeling… ahh… ahh… He fucked me last night… ahh… ahh… His small cock couldn’t penetrate deeply.. ahh...�� Try him, ma’am… ahh”, she pointed at the boy sitting next to her and stroking his long and thick cock.The boy walked around her and came behind me. He massaged my back a little to put me at ease and then pushed his cock inside slowly. I gasped in surprise as his penis was big.“Oh my god, he is big”, I exclaimed in surprise.The boy began strongly and soon, I was. My hair isn't long and copious; I prefer to wear it in the cute, pixie style.My dad was a handsome and energetic man. But alas! He died in a car crash. I've inherited his vim and vigor which, I must admit, are the traits of an active participant in sexual activities. After his death, mom needed someone for consolation and I was the only one who cared for her. The idea, that another man would come into her life and replace dad, anguished me a lot; my true feelings for her made me assume like. Weres that wife of yours larry ? in the kitchen sir. Plz set down and wait. dinner was called and they all set at the table and eat and the talked off and on therw dinner. now asked Jones why am I here? salma looked at him and sked what would it take for larry to keep his job. Mr Jones smiled you. what do you mean sir you work for us do what we ask when and how we ask and he stays. Mr jones said you to talk it over. after about 15 min salma called Mr Jones back in and said yes we well do. “However you want things.”I got a grateful smile for my troubles. Well, I got that from Liz. From many of the others I got looks of varying degrees of incredulity. I wasn’t certain if they weren’t sold on the fact I could keep my sarcasm under control or if they opposed any effort to be tamed.“George Carter is a real force in this industry,” Liz said. “His way of doing things might not mesh well with how we’ve done things so far. We might have to meet him halfway in order to bring him in.