A woman, smartly dressed in white came up to them and introduced herself, "I'm Shweta and it is my responsibility to prepare them any way you choose."... she gave them a dazzling smile. 1394 and 1707 were in a daze, this was not the same showerroom where they had showered the past one week they had been here. It was humiliating to have to stand in the naked row while a guard walked up and down the line, making sure everyone was showering and no one was touching their genitals. They always made. My whole cock came out of her ass and went inside again. Every time I took it all out, her anus remained open and I could see inside it - a pink wet hole! I rubbed her hard clit with my fingers. She said: talk to me dirty. She told me that she likes to talk about me being younger, and I also liked to talk to her about the fact that she is older than me, but I was worried so far not to offend her, but she said it aroused her because it was perverse. "Talk to me vulgarly, tell me I'm older, tell. I was already eyeing the little bit of cleavage showing above her top, and lusted to see more. ‘Okay, who goes first?’ I said. ‘I’ll go first on the first question, you go first on the second, and so on,’ she said. ‘So, here’s your first question.’ She took a notecard, wrote something on one, turned on her headset mindreader, and handed it to me. It said: What do you really think of me? Thoughts don’t lie. They told her I really loved her, not just as a sex partner but as a person, that I had. Hmmm perfume on her pussy, interesting I thought. Over the next two weeks I kept Millie's garden weeded, and her grass mowed. As I was walking toward Millie's house early on Saturday morning, she was making the turn onto her street at the other end. I opened her gate so she did not have to get out. She pulled up to her garage, and when she got out I noticed that she had been crying. I helped her into her house with her luggage. We sat down on her sofa for a few moments, then she handed me.