"What about this one?" she asked, holding a pair of blue panties across her fingers. I turned my head to see. "Get them if you want them." I turned ba...k and continued sifting through the hangers. Then I felt something on my side. Mom had backed up a couple steps so her ass was encasing my leg."Baby, what kind of reply is that?" she asked, still facing the wall, "You're the one who I'm picking these for, honey. I'm trying to find ones that you like the most. At this very moment, the pink pair. She came hard. I swallowed as much of her as I could. As soon as she was done she adjusted her position and said, "Lick my ass my little slave." I began licking, timidly at first. That wasn't good enough for her. She began telling me that if I wanted to cum I would have to eat her asshole like I did her pussy. I fought through my initial hesitation and eventually started running her with gusto. While I did she turned around, and took my cock into her mouth. Her skilled tongue had me near orgasm. The rain was falling heavy on the carport roof drowning out the other sounds including the constant traffic. It hit the roof so hard that it was bouncing right off. The spoutings were all full and the excess rain was pouring in huge waterfalls all around the edge of the carport.I unlocked the door and went inside. Cleaning this house only took me a couple of hours each week and it was relatively easy work. They kept their house very tidy. No old newspapers lying around, no piles of dirty. "What do you want? Karen." he asked abrasively as he sat down.Karen swallowed a blob of saliva that had formed in her mouth. She did not answer. Mr. Hoffman just gawked at her blankly. Karen swallowed another blob then locked the door.Mr. Hoffman acted surprised, he had a hint of what she was going to do but wasn't entirely sure."What are you doing?" he asked with a deeper voice than usual.Karen looked at him and feared that one part of his body that she was willing to please. She closed her.