To be honest i nearly cancelled a few times but didnt knowing that id regret it later on if i did.so it was with a knot in my stomoch that i knocked o... their door and stood their shaking a little with anticipation.a tall slim guy in his late fifties opened the door and introduced himself he said come in and led me to the sitting room.waiting there was a heavy set guy again in his id to late fifties.they offered me a drink and i declined saying i had a meeting to go to later that afternoon and. If I hadn't have seen this with my own eyes, I would not have believed it was possible. But here was Maggie with my cock all the way down her throat. I felt her swallow again. She was milking my cock in the most sensuous way possible. Each time she swallowed I felt ripples of pleasure start at my balls and flow to the end of my cock. “Oh! Fuck, Maggie,” I announced. Maggie kept my cock firmly down her throat. I felt her breath through her nose, and then I felt her swallow three times in quick. I think my mother appreciated my keeping Mrs. Widders entertained soshe could focus her attention on the perm. I remember at one pointwishing that I was wearing a dress, but that in some way would havebeen redundant. Mrs. Widders and my mother seemed to accept me as I waswithout other identity and I tried not to think much of it. My motherfinished the perming process, the solutions, the rinsing, and theunrolling of the perm rods and she set Mrs. Widders' hair in small wirebrush rollers. Then. I buzzed her right in. 5 mins later she was at the door. She pushed me in and closed the door behind her, wrapping her arms around me she spun me round and dragged me to the bedroom. I need to lock the door i said.Get in bed right now. I’ll do it she said walking back. Who was i to argue, i dimmed the lights and undressed. Suddenly i felt cold hands wrapped round my waist. I spun round to see seema smiling up at me. Remember me sir? She purred. A flash went off at the door and i could see.