As the stepped out on the ground floor the concierge glanced up.“I have your cab waiting Mister Roberts,” he said, “Have a nice evening and you ...Miss Gummihausen.”“Thanks Michael, we will,” George replied.They stepped out into the cool New York evening and got into the cab. She noticed that George didn't tell the driver where they were going, he just drove off. Clearly George was a man who had other people organise things for him. Ten minutes later, having fought another battle with the traffic,. Glen came out of the bathroom wearing his slacks. I watched him put on a polo shirt and told him to tuck it in. He finished dressing while I went back into the head to fix my short brown hair. I kept it cut short because of swimming.Mom and Dad came to our room. They asked what we did all afternoon and Mom shook her head when I told her. We left for one of the dining rooms to have dinner. The dining room Dad selected was buffet style. We went down the line filling our plates with some of the. My cock was rock solid, still deep inside her as I couldn’t believe I didn’t cum already. Our hips rocked slightly and the slight movement of my thick cock inside her was maddening.As her orgasm subsided, she whispered to me, “I want you to cum on me. I want you to shoot your hot cum all over me however you want, please big brother, shoot your cum for me.”I’ve fantasized about doing such a thing for so many years now but to hear her beg me was too much. I’m not sure if it was possible but it. "Please do, but I do need to get a decision quickly, so that I know what to do next. Could you finish your research by say Wednesday evening at 8PM?" I think that would be enough time. I have your number, if anything comes up," he added."You mean, should you decide this is not for you. That is fine, if I don't hear from you. then I will see you on Wednesday." I said it then closed the connection.Jerrod was not in any of my data bases, but I knew he would be in the data base of the farm. I had.