It had been hard these last few years since her mother had died, Mary was gone too, up and married and moved away; now there was just Jenny and me."Go...d, I needed that," she sighed as she plonked herself back on the sofa.This time, all she had on was a massive bath towel wrapped around her slender form. I closed my eyes to think, I suppose she had been growing up before my very eyes and I hadn't noticed. I could remember she did this quite often, sit in her bath towel that is, while watching the. He humped me hard as he stuck his tongue in my mouth again.‘You like that, baby,’ he said between our kiss.‘Ooh, yeah. Give it to me,’ I screamed.In a split second, he tore my panties off, slid down his briefs and slid his dripping dick into my wanting hole. He didn’t care that it was just my second time getting laid, he slid it in so quickly and started fucking the life out of me without wasting time.‘Baby, harder. Hit it harder,’ I screamed.He held my legs apart and thrusted himself deeper. “Charles, you said she will do what you want her to do. What will she do for you?”I smiled and stepped up to him. Mr. Woodburn recognized the situation did not require his involvement. Although this hadn’t been discussed, I already sensed his confidence in me as well as my own confidence in being the woman he desired me to be.“Sirs, Ma’am, Mr. Woodburn can direct me to entice and flirt with men, which may be sufficient for some. He can also direct me to act as that hired whore you referred. “Give it to me Michael! Don’t stop!” It had been several minutes later when my wife once again cried out into another explosive orgasm. I had never seen her orgasm this hard ever before as Michael continued to ram several inches of his cock deeply into her. It was just minutes later when Michael felt his balls begin to swell up. My wife cried out to him, “Don’t cum inside me Michael! Pull out! I want to feel you’re cum shooting all over my body.” Michael was ready to explode when he suddenly.