Finally the man was done. Loraine pulled his softening shaft out from between her lips. Vaguely she could hear the nasty 'plopping' sound as his meat ...lithered out of her throat and then out from between her slime coated lips. Lorraine gasped for breath and felt the mattress wobble as her anonymous lover rose to his feet and began to move away into the darker region of the big room.Lorraine had no idea who the man had been. Whether he was 20 or 60 years old; what race he'd been, or if he'd been. Maggie was slightly younger than my late mother, I couldn't be sure but my guess was late 70s. She'd been widowed many years ago and my late mother had mentioned disapprovingly that she had had a "fancy man". Maggie had clearly been a very glamorous woman in her youth as she often talked about places she'd been to and the people she'd met. She reminded me of Bridget Bardot, old but still had an underlying attractiveness. "My legs are killing me" she said as we sat with our cups of tea on the. Had I done the right thing? Sure that I had, I got into my car, and drove off. I heard the front door close, and walked into the front room. I was just wearing the thong. Mum would throw a fit, but I didn’t care. In fact the more she told me I couldn’t, the more I did. I knew I was being stupid, but I just couldn’t help myself. It wasn’t Mum in the front room, but Steve. I was alone in the house with him. He looked at me, his eyes travelled the length of my body. I pushed my tits out. Let him. "Good morning, Ma'am.May I help you?" he said curtsying. She told him she was here to pick upher husband so he ushered her to a seat in the living and went off to getMiss Satin.In a moment, Miss Satin came in and greeted her. "Is that what I canexpect from Walt?" Jean asked."That depends what you mean," Miss Satin explained. "If you are askingwhether Walt will act like that when you take him home you are quiteright. However, if you are asking about today that is a different story.You see.