“It can do that?”Tanya nodded, grateful that she had her daughter’s complete attention. “It’s more foolproof than a morning-after pill…”...��When we get home,” she said, rising back up, “punch up the instructions for your monitor. It can do a lot of things, including letting you know if someone is spying on you. That should take care of any concerns you have about your privacy. Okay?”Tanya felt relieved and happy. She and her daughter were friends, again. They hadn’t been friends for the last year. I could feel myself getting ready to cum and told her and she said she wanted to see me cum on her feet and tights so i pulled my cock out of her and she turned around to face me. I took hold of her feet and placed them either side of my cock then i started to fuck her feet. She started shouting at me and told me to cum all over her feet and i shot a huge load on her feet and legs on her tights. We both lay on the bed side by side exhausted. She said that was the best sex she'd ever had. After. . . . However, I would have to prepare her for the ceremony by ensuring she was thoroughly cleaned.She re-entered the room and knelt before me, her back perfectly straight, holding the tray at the perfect height framing the coffee cups with her breasts. ?Good Girl . . . put the tray on the table, and resume the position you are in.? She paused for a moment. Quite often at coffee time, I would have her serve the coffee in the correct manner, and then we would usually ?nestle? or cuddle while we. “Now Timothy, this is important. I don’t want any mistakes this time, so you repeat to me what you have to ask the supervisor.”“Right! OK.” Timothy cleared his throat. “I have to ask for a long weight.” Timothy assumed that a long weight was some component, vital to the manufacture of widgets.Unfortunately, what Gloria actually said was “Ask the supervisor for a long wait.”The supervisor is Monica Rimmington, a close friend of Gloria. She listened to Timothy’s request, trying hard to suppress.