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A New Day, A New You part 8
Date: 6/30/2017, Categories: Fiction Blowjob Male / Older Female, Male/Female massage, Violence Author: P.O.I., Source: sexstories.com
... and is almost lying on her face with her ass in the air while I pound her tight folds. It’s taking me a while to get where I’m going but Jackie isn’t complaining as I feel her sliding farther down onto the bed. She leans forward a little more and I lean against her, we get to the point where I’m laying on top of Jackie and grinding into her. I keep my body weight off of Jackie by resting on my elbows but I’m still pressed against her and pumping hard and deep. I feel the familiar head rush and flood Jackie with my seed as she backs into me a little savoring the feeling with a deep groan of her own. It could have been five minutes or five hours but I have to roll off of Jackie regardless and watch as her ample ass shifts off the bed and into her private bathroom. She comes back to me naked but dresses a little bit and I figure I should follow suit. We’re in the kitchen dressed when I start my inquisition. “I need details on who Steven is involved with,” I ask Jackie who looks at me confused. “When are you helping out with Steven,” she asks confused and a little relieved. “I’m not helping Steven, I’m helping John,” I tell her getting a smile. Jackie spent enough time with Steven that I get a name for the man who holds his loan, Leonard Furino. He’s from New Jersey which means he has connections to the families or he’s someone that is allowed to operate outside of the Garden State. After getting what little Jackie has on the people fucking with Steven’s family I make only three ...
... calls, first is to Jun who makes sure that the network is up and running. “Okay boss I’m live and tapping Stuart for tech assistance unless you want me to call him in,” Jun offers. “No I know who I need but I do want him in support of you, this could be dicey. Send in Ben, Isaac, Desmond and Wilma,” I place the team order and Jun gives me the affirmative. My second call, which happens with Jun still on the line, is to Gwen. Why call my sister who has absolutely nothing to do with my business affairs? Because I have a plan god dammit that’s why. Finally I place a call to mother and ask if she can take me out suit shopping. A car picks me up in half an hour carrying my mother and I back to the house. “Mom I have no suits down here,” I tell her and she laughs. “No off the rack suits for my son,” Mom says with a laugh,” I had a couple made for next Christmas and figure one of them will do you nicely.” Got to love it when Mom has time and money, well mostly money but that is family money and I contribute more than my fair share to that with my business and the odd jobs I do. Of all the options for what I’m looking at doing my mother decides to make me look sharp and intimidating, black suit with vest, white shirt, red tie and shined black boots. Now I understand the boots seem out of place but if you think you can fight in dress shoes you are living in a fantasy. Mother is unbelievably pleased with her choice for me and I must admit she picks my clothes better than I do most days ...