Maria Theresa was grateful for his flirting he made her feel like a woman again. The week, after he gave her the flower, she went shopping for new cl...thes it was time to shed her black clothes. Maria bought many pretty things in colors from red to peach to lime green. She went to see Anthony wearing a peach dress with high-heeled sandals. She stopped in with a plant from her house, that was wilted and sad looking. “Anthony” she called as the bell on his front door jingled. He popped his head. He started to bring it all together for release. The young beautiful woman, the Newport, the French-cut fingernails, cigarette and manhood sealed together in her mouth, the hard pull on the smoke, the hollowed cheeks, the sensual, almost prideful gaze at the cherry. Val’s eyes suddenly went misty. The warm rush was on him.In between the first sensation of orgasm and the first of twelve jets of jism, Val had a sudden inspiration. He quickly stood straight up from his seat. Throwing the toilet. "Honey, you're all dressed up, the kids are at the sitter's and you surely don't want to stay here or in the truck while I try to fix this mess. Besides, the party will be full of our friends and its good for you to get out. I hate missing this, but equipment failure is no reason you shouldn't have a good time."So she had gone, and indeed had a good time. Most of the people there were familiar faces. She had circulated and enjoyed the food, the conversation and the drink. Perhaps she had. Jackie was so taken with the response that she immediately contacted the lady and an appointment to work at her house was made. As it was quite a few miles away from where she lived, she would happily drive there.Jackie was taken aback when she arrived at the house. Whilst she introduced herself, the lady said, “Hello, please address me as ‘mistress’. I don’t like to address my cleaners by their name but as, ‘girl.’ You see, I believe that cleaners are there to serve and do as they are told and.