You are sleeping with me, unless you don’t want too.” she said, giving me her little pouty face she likes to do now and then.“I’m not sure how...your parents will feel about that. I don’t want to cause any trouble for you, or me either.”Carried just chuckled, “Don’t worry about them. I am 41 you know. Plus, me and mom talked out here. She knows you and I have slept together from almost the beginning of us meeting. She is fine with it, and she’ll take care of dad. As she put it, “That boy is over. “Han han dear sir. There will be no hanky panky (she really does talk like that), between us.” So my hand stops going up but I leave it there still rubbing her ass over her jeans. She’s got NICE buns, really. “Want to sit? Make yourself comfortable?” I said, thinking I would get up and leave her the chair an go do something while she reads the end (before all of you sick bunch). But no, to my surprise she sits on my lap and just keeps reading. By now, my prick is ready for war I tell ya! She. We ate breakfast together, groaned a bit, and went back to work. By mid-afternoon, there was a huge stack of logs in the back of the cleared part of the lot and the task was finished.We walked back into the house. “Let’s shower, top off Pickles’ food and water, and see if we can find a nice hotel room a hundred and fifty miles away.”“Someplace near a steakhouse,” my partner added. “Yes. And maybe a sushi joint. Or a good Thai or Vietnamese place. Make that a couple of nights.”Poor Pickles. Food. I said yeah and he slowly slid it in, it was so big and felt so amazing, his warm cock inside me, resting on my prostate, touching the deepest part of my ass just resting there for a second. My arms trembled and gave way, now resting on the pillows and my face on the bed. She giggled, he began slow going in and out, all I could do was drool as his big black cock slid in and out. He pulled all the way out, and put his head half way in, then slamed his cock into me, it made me maon really loud,.