“Day-ee, Jim,” Rang out from the kitchen.“Day-ee, Mrs.”“You come to take him prospecting?”“Aye,” said Jim.The watermelon stepped out o... the kitchen, “Good. He’s been a mope and I’m too far along to fuck some cheer into him.”“I don’t want to leave you,” I said, blushing.“G’wann ... the girls are coming over for a sunnie and we don’t need you lot gawking.“Yes, Jim. Laurie is coming ... No, Jim ... you have to go.”So ... while I found my kit ... the wife and Next-door Jim sat in the kitchen, Jim. It was easier to remain in the bed and angle my head around to where the two girls were facing each other; I could see Pauline's face as she ordered Billie-Jo around."1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2... keep those legs moving Billie-Jo!" Pauline was telling her and then she saw me watching them. "1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, and rest!" She said before coming over to my bed."Master said you needed some sleep, so for today you were allowed to lie in, but as you're awake now you'd better get up and have a shower, Master. “Call me Sylvia,” she said. “We are like family here at Paradise Tanners. Come with me and I’ll show you round.”Sylvia led Millicent into the lounge where she had been interviewed. “This is the room we use for domestic scenes, like, for instance, daughter comes home at midnight, 2 hours after curfew. She has to go over daddy’s knee. You can imagine the scene, I am sure.”Millicent, eager to show interest in her new job, responded “Oh yes, Sylvia, I remember getting home a bit late one night and. She fell to her knees before me and stared up at me, her blonde ponytail swaying behind her. Her hands shot the fly of my jeans, fingers fumbling with the fastener. It popped open and the zipper rasped as she drew it down. She licked her lips while she tugged my jeans down my thighs, exposing my cock tenting my boxers.“My pussy is so wet for your cock, Master,” she purred, her voice so throaty. “But I have to prove that I'm your slut. I have to please you. My pleasure doesn't matter. Only.