" Funny I had been thinking about the brothel bit, but was wondering if you would be interested in returning to your old ways." I have never lifted my...skirts to any man who has walked through a brothel's doors as a customer. No madam could ever do that and keep the girls in line. Speaking of keeping the girls in line, two strong men who don't want to keep tasting the goods would also be handy in case of trouble. In addition, you being the Justice of the Peace will keep many of the rough ones. You squeeze your nipples again, harder this time and feel your pussy respond, pulsing slightly, the lips starting to swell, spreading, wanting attention. More lotion now, avoiding your pussy, teasing yourself, down your lower back, over your round ass cheeks, dipping into the crack of your ass. Both hands now, bending slightly to spread your ass cheeks you apply lotion to your tight, sensitive ass hole. You probe a bit, gasping louder now, wanting to fuck your ass with your fingers but holding. No matter what image Brenda attempted to portray in public, the bedroom painted a picture of a lazy, messy person. Brenda was a slob. I headed for the stairs down, keeping a careful eye out in case I had missed a motion detector.Someone—housekeeper?—had cleaned the rest of the house. Apparently, the bedroom was Brenda’s private domain and she didn’t allow even the housekeepers in it. I’d rethink that rule if I was her.I continued to the office and carefully replaced the disks in the exact place. As soon as they were inside Susan asked where the bedroom was and when the driver pointed to it Susan went right to it. When the three men came into the bedroom they found Susan on the bed with her legs spread wide. "Well come on damn it" she cried, "Don't just stand there. Somebody fuck me." As one of the guys moved between her legs and slipped his dick into her slick, wet hole she heard the driver say into the telephone, "Yeah. She's really hot and she's taking on all comers."For the next.