I figured that was fair since I was being pretty close mouthed about Jill's birthday.I got home after cleaning the gym to find Mary crashed out on the...couch. Her face was swollen, so I didn't bug her. Sara was in the kitchen and said Mary had been complaining about the pain and Mom had given her a pill the doctor had prescribed.I went out the kitchen door to check out the garage just in time to see the painters pull away. I was surprised when the head of the crew honked at me and they all. He pinned her closer to the wall with his body and moved his hand down to her crotch to cup and squeeze her denim clad pussy. So fucking hot, arent you. You want to pay me back? I know you dont have the money but perhaps we can make another arrangement. She struggled against him more. Fuck you! Go to hell! she sputtered. Wrong answer, cunt. He let go of her throat and hit her hard across the face. She fell to the ground and he grabbed her long black hair, dragging her toward his office. She. So coming straight to this incident about the sweeper lady.Sunday morning, I’m alone lazily curling in my bed. I felt hungry as it was already around 8 AM. I then remembered I need to make everything myself as my parents had left me alone to go somewhere. I wanted to curl on to the bed a little longer but woke up. As I sat stretching myself in a yawn, my eyes fell on one thing outside my window. It was the daily sweeper lady doing her chores. Actually, I never gave a second thought or look at. She moved her hand away and let my fingers find their way into her very wet vulva. I pushed one, two and then three fingers into her and revolved my thumb around her clit. She was moaning approval as I kissed her deeply. She responded by gnawing at my lips and at one time was sucking my lower lip so hard that it was later bruised. She mumbled into my mouth that she was cumming. She heaved herself up against my busy fingers and clutched at my shoulders as she shuddered to her climax. She was.