She regularly fucked her daughter and her maid... she even more regularly licked her daughter, her maid and all four of her best friends.Alas, she was...frustrated; her maid was on holiday for two weeks, meaning her guaranteed pussy was not there.Then it hit her.The temp maid was perfect.She was cute, subservient, and didn't speak English well.She would be very unlikely to disobey her.She got a text. She looked at it and saw she was invited to a new Kik chat room. She laughed at the title:. She breathed in, so I could unhook the rest of her bra. I quickly walked around the desk to sit back in the small wooden camo chair. I looked up to see Emma. She had her hands still on the front of her bra. She looked into my eyes. "Ready or not. Here it goes. I hope I can get more milk from my breast. There starting to hurt. I can feel them backing up." whispered Emma. I smiled. Slowly she removed her hands from the front of her breast. Her huge brown bra fell on her lap. Then it. Tuesday came and a friend decided to visit for morning coffee. Pam was a widow a few years younger than I, a great fun person and we got on well. I would describe her as being full figured; my husband is much blunter, he calls her Mrs. Buxom.Pam became a bit religious after her husband died, she knew I was not and we avoided the subject. Her other asset, besides her ample bust, was being very wealthy with the money her husband had left her. Around midday, the boys arrived and got straight to. She reached down and touched her pussy lips. She felt Jim's cum dripping out of her. There was no sperm, she assured herself, just semen. She felt a little better.Then she heard Bev gasping in the next tent, followed by the telltale sound of Jim fucking her. Deena lay there, not able to think of anything but the vision of Jim on top of Bev, thrusting...or was Bev on top? Deena felt her nipples harden. Her exploratory hand, covered in semen, moved to her now extended clitoris.As she rubbed her.