Simply put; I was glad it was Brian, excited that it was indeed my son that I was doing this with.“ Briannnnnnnnnn…” I cooed as I rolled my ass,...putting as much friction on my clit as I could while I rocked. It was all I could do not to tear my shorts and panties off and try to cram my son’s cock into my soaked coochie. {Had he not cum already and I had not been in the thralls of climatic bliss, I might have considered it more.} As I quivered and quaked, my hot pussy exploded again, filling me. I want you to determine whom you are more comfortable with.”“Jeryl doesn’t get a say?”“She helped in the first round of interviews,” Kelly said with a grin. “She agreed that we just needed to do this so you wouldn’t over think it.”I shook my head. I knew when Kelly and Jeryl got together on a plan, I was beat. “Okay. I get the picture. How much are we paying this assistant?”Kelly smiled and said as she stood up, “When have Jeryl or I ever let you set salaries? You keep your eye on the big. I'll get a sitter."I raised an eyebrow. Her voice was quiet and deferential. It was not a tone I could remember hearing from her since she was a waitress and I was a customer, before we'd started going out.I decided to try an experiment, so I added, "And clean yourself up. You look like hell." You bastard," she screamed and hurled a vase of fresh-cut flowers at me. If I were a hero (for lack of a better word, ) in one of her stories, I would drag her, kicking and screaming, into the bathroom,. He choked when he saw her big tits up close. The guys on playing cards cheered. "Alright Fred, you are getting a nice birthday present today, aren't you". "Suck me off" Fred said. Stephanie looked at the ugly, little fat red haired guy as she knelt down and started to suck his penis. Fred laid back in the bed while Stephanie was sucking him. The other guys had stopped playing cards and were watching, giving her pointers on how to suck him better. Fred said "stop". He pulled her away, and told.