Um, I guess I can come Friday again” she finally sent.She thought she might take the bill with her and ask him about it. He might know a way to get ...hem to back off. But she’d need more than a quick Sunday cleaning in order to do that, and though she had not planned on returning so quickly, she realized that perhaps she should. And if she had to encourage him to help, she was more than wiling. At least that’s what she was telling herself now, from the safety of her own apartment.A few minutes. At this moment she took hold of my hand and placed it between her open legs and inside her knickers. What I felt made my hair stand on end.. and something else as well.The hairs of her pussy, usually so soft and smooth, were dry and crinkly to my touch with juices that had dried. My knuckles felt dampness in her silky knickers, and her slit, which usually requires attention before getting wet, was slick with love slime. I think I gasped, my heart beating like a hammer as I realised I was. I suppressed the urge to go and view and or interfere and headed for the shower instead. They had completed their morning greetings when I downstairs and prepared breakfast and so two pink, glowing, and freshly satiated, women came to enhance my dining experience.We didn’t indulge in any sexual activities during the morning, we just relaxed and talked and took a stroll around the estate and the remains of the old house. In the afternoon, we paid a visit to Alice. Introductions were made and. It was clear what she expected. I left DeeDee in the throes of her climax and drilled into the mother. She was so small I had to be careful to not hurt her with long strokes. Luckily, she was already close, and I just pushed in a few times while she rubbed her clit and she came hard, flopping on the table like a fish on the dock. As a favor to her, I reached in my desk and brought out a vibrating egg. I set it on low and held it against Margarite’s clit for a few seconds to get it slick and.