Brenda. I felt Ms. Brenda reach up undermy skirt and begin to massage my panties where my tiny penis laytucked. It felt marvelous.Mr. Karl then said, ...Ok Sissie I want you to write me a note thatsays you want me to move in here. That you want to cook and do mylaundry for me. That you enjoy sucking my cock and will consider theprivilege of sucking my cock your pay for all the house work and forsatisfying your wife Ms. Brenda and then I want you to sign and dateit, do you understand?" He then. She stepped up and out of the tub, almost reluctant to leave the silky rose scented water, but at the same time, excited to see what else he had planned for her day of relaxation. She no sooner was out of the tub, when a young woman who seemed no bigger than a minute, slipped into the tub room, after knocking gently on the door. The young woman led her into a serene candle lit room with soft music with a babbling brook dancing in the background played on a CD player. The massage table was. ”“Blow job,” they replied in unison as Brad’s cock entered her pussy.“Someday, Susan, you’ll have to be like Karen and take on five cocks at once,” Wendy mentioned.“Yes, I’ll have to try that soon.”Brad maintained a steady fucking rhythm on Susan. He watched as she sucked on Jake’s cock then offered him a few for himself. She laughed lightly having to stop Brad from sucking so much on Jake’s cock.Susan’s mouth soon had Jake warning her. She aimed his cock to let two spurts spray on her tits. It was a trip offered by the college. She had asked me about it months ago. She was worried about me being alone. I tried to explain to my kids that I lived alone for two years now. I spent every day at the service station/store and was never alone there. One day I was sitting in my big comfy chair and watching a few programs on the old tube (TV set). A commercial came on which I’ve seen over and over again about donating twenty-four dollars a month to give a kid in a third world country three.