I give you that freedom as her Mistress. You know what will and will not be OK in our house so I feel good having you get her moved in. Candy, your ...istress will lay down her rules to you that will be in line with my expectations. I will let her manage that part of our household on her own. I will only step in where the three of us are concerned, or where I see things are not as they need to be with the two of you. Fair enough, ladies?” “Yes, Daddy. Thank you, sir!” Candy answered. Since he was less observant and just started peeing like normal, I walked up behind him as his pants were down and put thumbprint directly on his butt while Erin breathed hard on his neck. Like clockwork, my red scorpion mark appeared, and as Jonathan flushed, he turned around to kiss me on the mouth. I laughed and indicated the faucet.“Wash your hands, pretty boy, and then bring me Jenna. Then screw your own mother. I believe that Uncle Curtis has finished with her by now. I want to fuck your. I guess the boys know why the girls are there, and the girls know why the boys are there. It makes it easier.Sometimes it doesn't go much beyond the flirting stage. But you see the older, more experienced girls in their 20s - usually housemaids and ya-yas in the houses of foriegners - disappearing into the shadows with their men as the evening gets going: usually around 11 pm. The girls are often tipsy by then after drinking tuba, and the boys have always drunk lots of strong beer. You see. I shook it off, and went back to my day. As the afternoon came and went I found myself eagerly looking forward to heading back to John’s garage. It was a warm night, so I was in shorts and a t-shirt again. This time, however, for some reason I decided to free-ball it when I left the house to head over to John’s. Sadly, my wife didn’t even notice. She was heading up to bed as I headed out, and told me to have fun. “Maybe I will!” I thought.John was in his garage when I got there, similarly.