Can't get those boy's of mine to do anything. I would love for her to help out. Sub consciencely thinking of putting my cock into Darla's wet mouth. I...can picture the head of my cock parting those plump rosey lips now . Her warm ,wet, soft, mouth uuum my cock of course throbbing again. I covered it with my tool bag! I excused myself to go inside and change as my jeans were full of cum! I could not get over how dirty Darla's smile had been earlier, how soft her hands had been when she stroked. Well maybe not just her cleaner but surely she shouldn’t let her cleaner spank her? Well, again actually because this was not the first time after all. Mrs Collins thought these thoughts whilst at the same time, almost mindlessly, she was unzipping her skirt and allowing it to fall to the floor before walking over to Mrs Howard. “Right Marsha, I hope this teaches you a valuable lesson. Take off your knickers and get across my lap” Mrs Howard ordered. Marsha nodded and obediently put her. ”Uncle Bob laughed. “I think I can manage to clean her off without reducing her to the kind of ... um ... condition you end up in.”“You’d better hope so,” said Mom.By now I was pretty curious about why she was acting that way. I looked at Uncle Bob, who was still looking at Mom, smiling.“So when can you do it?” I asked, all chipper.“How about tonight?” he asked. “Just before bed. That way if there’s any razor burn, you won’t be walking around irritating it.”“Razor burn?” I asked, suddenly. ) Karen said you’d like to interview me as well? Interviewer: Especially as it seems the original story came from you. DG: It surprised me as well! I was the one who thought we shouldn’t do another! Interviewer: Can you tell us about it? *** I was having one of those nights when I couldn’t drop off to sleep, my mind was buzzing. For some reason I kept thinking about the ending to ‘More Dirty Work’ and wondering what would happen to Emily, what the big plan she and Pops had come up with was,.