The two weeks were going to be over in two more days, and I got the sense that Kay understood it was time to right the ship and clean house. She actu...lly talked to me when I got changed and was eating a sandwich for dinner about what needed to be done get ready for our parents return. I had told her, “Well first of all, we probably need to hire a maid, just to clean everything around here!”About an hour later, as I was unloading the dishwasher I caught sight of something moving in the dining. We pulled into the driveway and around the back to the shed. We got out and made small talk about unloading the stuff. I kept staring at her breasts and butt. I imagined her hairy vagina. I wanted so badly to smell her panties. Maybe she would let me smell her actual vagina this time! I was rock hard the entire time and she definitely noticed. It was hot and we were starting to get sweaty when we finished unloading. “Ok… so…” I said and she turned to me and took off her shirt. My heart began to. Made me suck on the balls for a second time, before slowly lickin, sucking and kissing my way to the head again... but this time I didn't go back. After pulling the foreskin back my tongue entered the salty tasting collar forming the border between the shaft and head. I noticed the twitching, and knew my tongue made that area itch. Slowly then I did cross the border and entered the smooth part of the head, until the tip of my tongue touched the small slit on top. Mmm, already some precum was. .. Where was I? Did I even come back in or was I still with the other guests? Who is grinding themselves into your face? You know that was my hand, but where was I? Who else is there? Your mind races... The woman who was grinding you lean back and grabs your nipples pinching and pulling hard. She tells you what a bad hostess you are. For not coming out to help me entertain and that you need to be taught a lesson. Just then you feel another familiar slap on your pussy. you know that I am there,.