Katie and I used to fuck like rabbits. It didn’t matter if we were at my place, a friend’s place, or her grandmas. We fucked everywhere every chan...e we could get. A few times while fucking at her grandmas house when we thought we were alone her grandma caught us fucking with the bedroom door open and I saw her watching us but Katie never noticed we had been caught so I kept going. Her grandma would drop subtle hints later like “did you guys have fun earlier?” Or “the screws in your bed need. So he wants to breed you? God that would be great! I wonder if he would do me also. I've never had kids and that would be absolutely fucking wonderful! Lactation too? Not sure I'd want my boobs dripping all the time but crap if it made him happy I'd get one in chocolate and the other vanilla. Well, enough of this, shooting the shit doesn't get him any happier and you any better trained. Next is meal planning and grocery ordering."Meal planning wasn't difficult; there were literally thousands of. Had it even been slept in? Could my mom and Mrs.Andrews...? No way! I refused to believe what the evidence was pointing to.I didn't have time to worry about this right now. Besides, if what Isuspected were true, I couldn't say anything about it without revealing thatI was Grace's maid, Sissy. This was fucked up though. I finished makingthe bed and returned to Grace's apartment with all of the lingerie andquickly went to work hand washing everything. Every woman in the apartmenttonight. After a few minutes of driving on the interstate Mary turned off onto the backroads“ There's often bad traffic on the next section of road so we find it's best to leave the beaten track for a little while” she explainedThere didn't seem to be much sign of heavy traffic to me but I was happy to trust our driver. The backroads were a lot more bendy than the interstate and a certain amount of shoulder rubbing between the passengers became inevitable, however after a few bends I noticed that John.