The lower class office-ladies knew their role in satisfying their boss’s needs and seldom expressed their own desires for simple wifely duties and t...e raising of children without male interference.She knew that the silly student girls would all eventually become the willing dupes of the weak-willed corporate males in order to supplement their husband’s or their parent’s inability to generate sufficient income to merely offset the ever rising cost of living in a frenetically-paced social order. Hopefully no one would see Cindy when we left the house. It wasn't to be. A friend of mine, Pete, came up the walk. He looked at me and then at Cindy and started laughing. Cindy got mad, but didn't dare say anything. When Pete finally stopped laughing, he said. "Come on Randy C, I know you are into all sorts of oddball and older women. Christ that Diane you hooked up with is almost old enough to be your mother. This one is too much." Pete, stop it. This is a homeless person I hired to clean my. But Tracy just wanted to please me, period. And she did. “Have you done this before?” I asked. “Been with another woman?” “You know I haven’t. Never really wanted to before.” “Well, you could have fooled me. That feels soooo good.” While Tracy busied herself with my breasts, I lifted my thigh up between her legs and started slowly rubbing it against the crotch of her pajamas. She whimpered into my breast and quickly wiggled out of her pajama bottoms and underwear, shaking her huge boobs back. You will.”There was a knock on the door and a black man with a scar across his cheek entered, his gaze fell to me as I played with myself on the floor.“Hey Jack.” Ona called as she toyed with Maria’s exposed hole using her Riley lubed thumb. “You find the little runaway whore yet?”“Uh… yea, Doc wants you to help get her prepared for her punishment.”“See something you like Jack!”His gaze pealed away to Ona and Maria. “Who she?”“I’m Riley.” I purred.Ona rammed her thumb into Maria as she dug her.