Soap in his eyes he turned at the sound of the door.this was a woman who his dad had fucked repeatedly and who had seen him grow up.she took the soap(...his soap)and lathered is cock and balls.she looked him in the eyes and said not quite like daddy but you will do.she kissed him while still massaging his balls and cock.what was a young boy supposed to do.i know what i would have done and jake was no different.she was just a woman,alright his dads woman but she was making all the moves.he wasnt to. He had not been given much detail about the parents of his wives; just names, descriptions, and occupations. He inquired further of Prudence.“Has your father been in this job all your life, Prudence?”“I suppose not, but ever since I was in my early teens.”“What did he appear to be, back then? Do you remember?”“Not terribly much, except that he was wider around the middle than he should have been, almost as if he was wearing something under his jacket.”“Hmm. Like a bullet-proof vest, or a. " I was smiling. I loved it when Joyce thought of something that seemed counter intuitive. I had no doubts that whatever she proposed would work. It always seemed to. I'd grown used to her finding solutions where others only saw problems."Ship all the bakery product through Omaha now, and through Columbia and Texas when we start shipping out of those plants too. We'll ship the vending in the open spaces instead of loading and shipping straight to the hubs. The money we save on shipping this way. "Well I let him kiss me some more, and drop my blouse off my shoulders, he went after my tits like he hadn't eaten in months, all the while exploring my pantiless pussy under my skirt with his talented fingers. I couldn't stand it anymore so I undid his belt and zipper and let his trousers fall to the floor, like me he was ready, no shorts, and his cock was a monster. I tried to wrap my hand around it but it only went halfway, So I took him in both hands and still had enough room to stuff him.