My own son had given me the most wonderfully exciting orgasm of my whole life. But his cock was still as hard as a railroad spike... and twice as long... I suddenly had a wanton urge to have that gorgeous young prick slamming deep up inside my tingling twat. I raised my hands up to my son and motioned him over me. He removed his hand from my cunt, placed himself over me and knelt between my legs. I reached out with both hands and lightly grabbed his still erect cock. I drew it towards my pussy. I. 'It's okay, ' she muttered.'What was that?' I put my hand to my ear.'Don't rub it in, ' Keira said, holding my hand under the table.'Well done, Hunter, ' Pepper repeated, 'you constantly surprise me. Here was I thinking you were just going to turn into one of those mindless pick up machines and instead I find you cooking your Sunday best.'I nearly choked on my food, because I was sure that was the first compliment I had ever heard from Pepper. 'Um, thanks?''Don't get mushy on me douche bag.'. ”“But who are they all? And whose backyard is that?” asked Jack again.Rachel just said, “Oh, they are just kids I know. Some from the Junior Cheerleading Squad and some are just friends of friends - nobody special. They just wanted to get close to your naked body so that’s what we did. I hope you enjoyed it. You looked like you did! As for the house - I have no idea about that. One of the other girls organized that. I think the owners are away or something - don’t know, don’t care. I got to. “Hmm, it seems you are on time I have no patience for people who are tardy so please enter my home so we can talk business in private…” She says a hint of a smile on her face before turning and walking inside after following her in we got into the living room there she stands I then place the briefcase onto the table.“Thank you, for taking the time to see me, Mrs. Romanov, I promise you I will prove to you I am worthy of being your new financial adviser.” He says as he slowly places his hand.