And so ms Robson started receiving clients in her house. The first he orderedher to give a tour through her house, explaining where the children slept...where she slept, give some details of her sex live with her husband, what kindof work he did, etc, etc. She was in the beginning having it very difficultbeing so open about her life. And to fuck the total stranger in her own bedafterwards was sheer hell for her. But Ken made sure she knew he would checkup on her clients to see if she was above. But the thing she noticed most was the huge bulge in the front of the man's tracksuit bottoms.“What have you got stuffed down there?” She said waving the gun at his crotch.“Just his fucking cock,” The waif snorted, “always gets a hard-on when we are on a job, just the adrenalin, don't mean he fancies you.”“I'm more concerned he has a weapon hidden there,” Jan snapped back.“Oh yes, he has a fucking weapon down there alright, look.” shouted the wait, and lunging forward pulled the man's tracksuit. I reached down and guided him in. As he slid in he said "oh fuck this is amazing man oh fuck does she feel fucking good." he held my legs up and he pumped his cock in and out the whole time saying "fuck yeah fuck yeah" over and over.Robert came over next to me to watch.I said "get up here on the bed and I will suck you." He eagerly climbed on and I began sucking his cock. They were talking to one another about how great this was.Brad fucked me faster and faster until he exploded inside me with. Their next door neighbour was a single mother with two k**s who enjoyed regular visitors, being told this by Eileen, many stayed all night and departed early in the morning. She had asked me if I ever saw any movement at the house. I told her I would see the curtains move sometimes when I called to deliver and that there was always a light on in the bedroom window. This always made me look up with the chance of seeing anything and she was not one to disappoint. Many a time I’ve seen her just in.