Then she put it back and slumped down in the only chair in the room. She looked dejected.“Do you think this is a good idea?” I asked, like an idio....“Of course not,” she said. “Are you an idiot?”“So ... what did you tell her?”Finally she looked at me.“I told her I’d do it, of course. She’s my daughter.”“Does she know what’s going to happen if we ... um ... live together?”“Of course she does. Would you stop asking stupid questions?”“I don’t get it. All I did was overstress my stumps a little bit.. .er...I'm a new girl." Of course, please follow me." Nonchalantly, the maid bent down to pick up her suitcase revealing a complete lack of knickers and a neatly shaved pussy. A bemused Julia followed her swaying bum through a large Hallway with oak panels and highly polished floor tiles.The maid came to a solid oak door, marked "Miss Evangeline Hunter, Head Mistress," knocked and motioned for Julia to enter.Miss Evangeline Hunter sat behind a large oak desk. She was almost a parody of Julia's. I woke up later and went to Xhamster to write the last story I posted.Then back to bed where I resumed teasing his cock hard again. Gus came home a bit earlier than usual, as he had been texted. Gus comes in to find his wife resting again on the tummy pillow while polishing a cock. The men greet each other, Dave declares that we get along dandy. I learn I was his first white girl! I add that "I hope I'm your last!" Then we both proceed to give Gus the blow by blow recap. I'm really. At forty two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she's never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would."Ah David" she smiled on opening the door, "Right on time as usual, dinner will be about ten minutes, lets have a glass of wine whilst we wait"I watched as she walked in front of me into her spacious dining room and felt my prick stirring at the sight of her luscious buttocks moving sensuously beneath her thin.