Just my type!Anyway, Jake and I left at this point and made our way home, naturally throughout the whole journey we talked about the things that had h...ppened that evening, Jake told me what had turned him on and admitted freely that seeing me kiss Deborah had made him so hard he ached for me! I think it was at this point that I realised that if we were to go to bed with another woman I had nothing to be jealous or worried about, Jake would always be going home with me, so to not let him be. She’s Irish-American!”Me: (Nodding towards my daughter and smiling.) “See? Heaven only knows what our kids will end up dragging home someday! Let’s face it, all across the country there are families just like ours, with all sorts of heritages. We make it work, we really do, but you sure can’t call us pure blooded. We are a mixed breed sort of nation.”Marilyn: “Carl, nobody wants to be called a mutt!”Me: (I waved her off with a smile.) “I’ve had mutts my whole life. Good dogs, hardy, healthy,. He was interested in business administration and this school appeared to be exactly what he wanted. Unfortunately, it was three hundred miles from home and that meant he would be gone for most of the year. He wasn't eligible for any assistance or scholarships but our college savings plan would look after his needs.His graduation present was a four-year-old Volkswagen Golf. I knew the dealer and it carried a one year warranty due to the low mileage. It was a sensible, economical car that should. He was rubbing his hips against my ass, swirling around inside me as the last few pulses rippled through me. I had spread my arms out across the desk, and Dr, Tobias bent over me, sliding his hands under my arms, grasping my shoulders."Come here." He said, as he pulled me up off the desk. He took a step back and I was carried along by his hands on my shoulders with his hard cock still buried deep inside my dripping little snatch."Uh huh." I grunted, as he sat down on the wooden chair opposite.