Monday, Day Seven of CleaningThe day starts off as normal with breakfast and driving up to the house. There’s not much cleaning left to do so Mort g...ts started on the last tasks. First is to go through the house removing all of the old curtains and the old mattresses. The one Henry used is foam rubber but the rest feel like old horsehair mattresses without any springs. It doesn’t matter what they are as Mort isn’t taking any chances on what insects etc. may be in them. All ten mattresses are. I had great expectations and there was no doubt in my mind that they would be fulfilled. We parked the car and literally ran inside leaving the top down. We raced up the stairs to her floor, not even taking the time to wait for the elevator. We went to her door. As she fumbled for her card key, the maid rounded the corner carrying a tray of ice and bottles of water.“Oh, can I take this from you?” I asked. I was very thirsty from the drinks and the wild ride over.“Yes, you can.”“Thank you.” We. Claire led him to the Neil’s side of the bed and pulled down the duvet for him. Once inside she covered him up and walked around to her side of the bed. As she slid in beside him she pushed back the duvet and took hold of his erection. She held it there looking at it. It amazed her. It wasn’t just its size and girth that interested her, it was also its solidness and strength. Neil’s was puny compared to it. She also reached down between his legs and took hold of his testicles. It was something. So you want us to suck our dads’ cocks? That’s some crazy shit I have heard. You need some sleep.Me: No, Akram. I am serious. I definitely wouldn’t mind sucking a few cocks to have sex with our moms. I think that’s the best bet we have. If our dads help, it would be easier to convince our moms. We wouldn’t even have to be scared about them finding out. Think about it, Akram. I think this will work.Akram: I don’t know, man. Sucking a cock itself sounds weird. And I can’t even imagine me doing.