Just come and stand by the washer like I did at first." This was Clare's chance to take the upper hand. "OK, I suppose so," she said acting all innoce...t. "But it seems so wrong," and then allowed herself to be led by the hand towards the washer.Helen looked at her tall slender daughter wrapped in a thin white robe. Despite her willowy figure she had large boobs, definitely bigger than Helen's. "Probably an E cup," Helen thought, followed by, "I'd love to see them," as a guilty afterthought.. My penis quickly grew again.Mrs. Thompson walked over from the washing machine. “Here’s your money son,” she said as her eyes moved from my face to the front of my shorts.My face turned crimson and I mumbled “Thanks.”With her eyes still locked on my shorts, she said, “I’m sure you must be thirsty. Walk around the house, through the living room and go into the kitchen. I’ll meet you there and give you some lemonade.” I did as she said. When I got to the kitchen, I sat at the table, facing. Drop us off there." She handed me two hundred dollars before they got out of the truck."Will that be enough?" she asked."Yes, more than enough," I answered."You can pick us up here when you are done," Mary Margaret told me, as they both got out.I drove over to the quick-change oil place and had them change the oil, transmission and differential fluids. They are really quite good, and it was only an hour or so before I was on my way back to pick up my two employers.The two women were just coming. Here let's try this she said then she moved quick again.Now her legs were draped over the legs of the chair and she was facing me.Her pussy was pressed against my cock.She grind her pussy into my cock moaning have you ever fucked like this, huh I don't think a big bitch can do this.Her hands ran all over her body, she cupped her tits then her hand went down to my spit covered cock.Not yet I said back to her.I watched as she pushed herself up and guided her pussy onto my cock.It was so sexy.