"How may I serve you Mistress Penny?" I ask politely.She just laughs in reply."Wow! Is this really my husband David?" she asks the nurse."There is no ...avid Daniels now, there is only maid sixty-nine," answersthe nurse.Mistress Penny laughs."How fitting........She is fully trained?" To all the specifications you asked for. I will leave you to try herout. Just ring when you want to leave," states the nurse before leaving.After the nurse has gone Mistress Penny really takes her time to inspectme.. "Fuck me!" I reached down and grasped the root of my dick with my right hand. I pushed Krista's hair from her face so I could watch her and she moaned "Oh yeah" as I gathered up a handful of her hair in my left hand and guided my twitching pole toward her open mouth. I pushed the helmet between her lips and she opened her mouth wide to accept my girth. Her tongue danced around the head until I pressed deeper in and began to slowly piston back and forth inside her mouth stretching her lips. Mark takes the opportunity to slip her shirt off completely. She moves back but twists slightly and gives Mark a long deep kiss too. I pull the camisole out of the waistband of the skirt and Bel lifts her arms in the air so Mark can pull it off over her head and, naked from the waist up, she settles back against him but still in the twisted position so she can kiss him again while pulling at the bottom of his shirt and undoing his buttons. She rolls over onto her stomach as she opens his shirt. But in the eight months since she’d moved in I’d only ever seen her in a dress or skirt a couple of times, that was in summer and she’d been best as I could tell, bare-legged. She could of course wear tights under the many trousers or jeans she routinely wore instead of socks, but somehow I doubted it. I even considered that Zoë who’d recently moved out of flat four had ordered them. I’d certainly seen her in nylons, not often, but she did wear them. Perhaps there’d either been quite a delay in.