He stared down. “This is what you wanted to see when you were staring at me, isn’t it, you dirty boy?” she questioned. “This is the way you�...ll have me in your filthy dreams tonight?” He nodded slowly, his mouth dry, unable to reply. “Then show me what you do when you’re alone, thinking about girls like me in their stockings. Show me how you bring yourself off.” “Are you serious?” he asked dryly. “I’m always serious,” she replied, “and I want to see right now.” A little dazed, he fumbled. Jan could sense my nervousness and reached out to take my hand. "Frank, there's no need to be nervous. I'm not going to bite you or anything like that. If anyone should be nervous, it's me. I don't know if I should tell you this or not, but this is the closest I've been to a man in nearly 10 years." That broke the ice and I found my voice again. "I don't understand why you've denied yourself all these year, Jan. I get it that you wanted to raise Jennifer and maybe even be a role model for her,. But her pubic hair was something else. It encompassed her mound, spreading onto her lower belly. Under the shower, it reminded me of seaweed. I worked the soap into it, making it a mass of suds. Laura shuddered, grasping my shoulders as she had another orgasm. After she rinsed off, she took the soap and began to wash me. When she reached my cock, she grasped it and slid her hand up and down its length. Drooling pre cum, it actually got harder and throbbed under her touch. Her other hand cradled. And those who cut a more convincing figure were notnecessarily the best at some of the other skills tested in thecompetition.In the end, the judges (who included Mrs Harper) settled on a chubby butenthusiastic middle-aged man who rejoiced in the name of Lucy the Slut.Her owner received a trophy, while the maid's reward was to be fucked bythe twins in front of the baying crowd. As Melanie and Vanessasimultaneously rammed their cocks into Lucy's mouth and ass, the maid'sexpression of dismay.