"Shit," he swore, the last think he need now was company. The ringing became insistent until at last he went to answer it."Yeah, what do you want?" he...said testily to his ex daughter in law; his son had divorced her last year."I just come around to see how you were," she said walking past him into the lounge. He watched her walk by, he had always fancied her from the first time Tim had brought her home."Fancy a drink?" he offered, "I've got whisky." Yeah why not," she said. Together they sat. Would I do that? Would I lick his mistress while he fucked me? I felt that I would lose respect for Dan if I learned that he had 'unmanly' fantasies. But considering everything I had done since joining the sisterhood, I didn't think I would pass the equivalent same smell test. Wouldn't that be a double standard? For perhaps the first time, I really wondered about his life growing up in a house with so many sisters and no brothers. He was an altar boy and I remember how we teased the altar boys. Besides, the three of you should know that you are welcome here any time. You really do have an open invitation to visit us any time, and to stay for as long as you can." Well, just relaxing while everyone is working gets kind of boring after a while," responded Eilidh."Ah, so you want a working vacation," replied Maureen with a big smile. "That can be easily arranged, although I should warn you that some people have found working with us addictive." We would be willing to take that chance,". It was almost a let-down when he slowly pulled out; I slid forward and went down on my stomach to just lay there with my legs spread. Basking in the afterglow of a good hard fucking. As I lay there I could feel his load slowly leaking; not a lot but I could feel it. My guts gurgled a little, a small amount of air puffed out and helped it leak; nothing loud and rude, just a little. He flopped down on his back beside me, touched me a little and tried to catch his breath. Nothing happened for.