I was delighted. On Friday evening, I handed her the newspaper. The classified section. Help Wanted. I pointed out an add. A man, me, with his tel...phone number, mine, was seeking a youth, her, for house and garden work, during the summer. The job required long, flexible hours, hard work, and paid generously. “I don’t work hard, Johnny, you should know that,” she admitted to me shyly. I patted her tight little behind, and told her I knew. “But you sure are flexible,” I pointed out. She. AsI did, I adjusted myself to have my stick cock go into her mouth as I lowered it to my lap. She resisted, of course, out of reflex, But I persisted to lower her until the whole shaft was buried in her skull. She gagged, snorted but then figured out there was enough slack in the bungee to lift her head. Almost with spring action, her head bobbed on my rod, she cried,she gagged, she snorted, repeat. I’m slapping her swinging tits with my one had as I guide her head with her ponytail. I start to. Don't say anything"In silence I continue grooming her. I apply her makeup. I apply cover to disguise the bags under her eyes, a tell tale sign of a sleepless night. She kisses me, and I kiss her back. Soon she is ready, nude, except for her white pumps; we walk down to the kitchen for breakfast. Vicky has difficulty sitting down; her pussy is all swollen, so she kneels instead. She is wearing a white silk slip today. Candy is, unsurprisingly, not hungry, so she gets some coffee and kneels by. That's when you got a little excited, down there, (she said pointing), and weren't helping when you grabbed Emi and me by our boobs.”“Well I can't remember any of it. Sorry if I groped you girls.” “Oh, that's OK, it was very educational.” giggle. “We kind of let our hands wander a bit while we washed you, if you know what I mean.” “Oh?”“Yea. We knew that you loved us and would understand that we were just curious and you had a hard-on and, after playing with our boobs and all, we got a little.