The longer she worked, the more angry she became. The living quarters were a mess, dirty dishes and clothes strewn all over. When she went into the st...re she saw nearly all the displays needed to be straightened and the floors swept. It didn’t look as if Paul had done anything while she was working in the Bordello. Of course she had known things were a mess having seen it nights after she came home from work and mornings before she returned to work. She had even made an attempt to set things. The stockings were mainly RHT tan, dark tan,chocolate colour and a few grey pairs. Her panties were so sweet to smell, Jean always left a big creamy pussy mark in her gusset, they were never ever as wet as my Mums, but far more of a creamy mess in her panties. Once or twice the cream was still soft , it tasted so good when I licked it all off. While stuck in the bathroom I would often wank off 3 or 4 times with all Jeans undies lined up on the bathroom floor or on the toilet seat. Happy days.. Full length plunges of ecstatic happiness followed and my whole body fucked his arse hard. He gasped and panted and soon had to raise his head to take deep hearty breaths. I pulled him back with a hand on his forehead as my long cock remained buried deeply in his body. My free hand found his intensely stiff penis, wet with his own juices. I held him there, arched and full until my cock slowly pulled back leaving a couple of rigid inches within him. I forced my hard on to a new angle and pushed. "Now, is it as hard as it can get?" I don't know, I guess so," I lamely answered."Well, let's get it as hard as we can," she said and bent down as I felt her wet lips slide over the tip of my cock and down the shaft to begin sucking me up and down.It was the first time any other person had touched my dick, especially with their mouth, and I almost fainted when it first happened. But then the feelings came with it and I almost swooned it was so good."Oh, Missy, omigod, that feels so good," I.