She pulled back and smiled. “I am glad you liked him. I love him to death. He makes me feel like a woman whenever we are together. While we are her... you may partake anytime he is not in use. When we leave, you will have to get my and his permission to fuck him. Is that clear?” Joyce replied. “That is crystal clear thank you Joyce.” Kate rapidly replied. I was glad that was settled, because I like fucking Joyce but Kate was in another league. I wanted to further explore what Kate could do and. "Pound my fucking ass! Make me a good, little, slut for you!" That's my darling, little, bitch," Daphne had moaned, petting his head affectionately as she showed no such tenderness for his asshole. "Er...mommy?" Velma had sniped, exasperated, "if I could borrow your darling, little, bitch for a moment, I've discovered the identity of the person lighting the fires. Her name's Nurse Madeline Carver. She worked for the family here for decades. But they barely paid her a thing, and she got nothing. After getting out of the shower she told me to get dressed and pointed to the clothes on the table. She said don't worry I am going to make up that pretty face and give you a whig so no one will ever know who you are when you are working. She helped me into the black thigh highs, corset with garters, high heel shoes, a black mini-skirt, pink satin panties and even pink press on finger nails. Then she sat me down facing me with her make-up kit, gave me another whiff to relax me and started to go. As I opened it there stood Geraldine, Donna’s friend, obviously she hadn’t known my wife was at work. In she came as I put the kettle on and as she sat down and lit a cigarette she was talking of her non existing sex life.Anyway after a good half hour she mentioned that she was thinking of having a loft conversion done similar to ours and could she look at how much space ours had created. I observed her, she was in my eyes fucking ugly, short, very over weight probably about 17 stone, tattoo’s.