What a wonderful, erotic feeling. I wanted nothing more than to make her explode in my waiting mouth and taste her delicious cum.Jennifer moved to her...knees behind me and felt my raging hard on with her finger tips. She leaned forward, her lips just inches from my ear, and whispered, “Yes, suck her” and I felt pre cum flow from my tip of my dick as it strained against the material of my pants. Jennifer held her head next to mine and I could feel her breath on my ear and neck. She undid the fly. Even that ditzy maid!Chapter 3The thunder lit up the sky outside. Even against the backdrop of NewYork, it was impressive. Nothing man could ever build and all that.Moments later, the rain came. Esme felt relieved, she could feel thehumidity and the heat dropping.She lay awake thinking, unable to empty her mind.The sun had already dried their stoop when the girls left for work thenext morning. Only the odd patch of water in random shadows told thetale. At least the humidity had broken, even if. Also ankle socks with a pairof white Mary Jane shoes with a flower on the toes. I stripped and puton the diaper sealing the Velcro and pulled the rhumba panties over thethick cloth. I made sure the diaper was sealed behind the elastic andplastic of the panties. I shrugged into the petticoats these I adjustedso they were fluffed out. Before the dress I put on the ankle socks,which had a lacy frill and the shoes. Then I got into the dressfastened the buttons at the front and clipped the sash belt. It was emotional bed-hopping, and I felt guilty as hell. Guilty to both of them, like I was cheating on both of them.Just as the feeling of guilt was building up, I felt Grace’s hand on my cock, followed by a girlish giggle. “Someone’s been busy. I hope you saved some for me.”Another day I might have laughed myself. But a forty-nine-year-old man beset by stress on all sides, I was seriously worried whether I could get it up again to meet Grace’s needs. Thankfully, despite her tender years,.