I figured that Martha would try to do anything I told her to do, but I hoped it was because she had confidence in me and not just because she was afra...d to argue with me.The first three nights, I did not press her for sex. I was afraid that she might be too sore for penetration, but I was also afraid that she was not emotionally ready for that step. However, on the fourth night, we were stopped at a hotel and sharing a room. Martha rather diffidently asked me for sex, and I gladly went along. It was murder for me to stop myself from exploding in her warm mouth. Licking my purple head as she massaged her tits, her groaning only made things worse. She then began stroking my length hard and sucking on my balls, rolling her soft tongue over and over, working me over like my own hand never could. "Now, your going to fuck me, like you should girls your own age at school."She pushed me against the wall, turning round and bending over slightly, as she slid off her trousers, exposing her. Within a couple of minutes later I heard them both swearing and Jenny fell back into his chest as he grabbed and pawed at her chest. Jack’s cock slid out and his sister quickly gobbled it into her mouth, sending him into a thrashing fit as his orgasmic senses overpowered his self-control. Jane stood up in the center of the tub, back to me, hands on hips and I could just make out her words of, “Oh great! Both of you are spent and happy and my pussy is quivering for some attention. What about. I set a mean table. I can do fine in thekitchen."Henry grunted his approval. I realized he had sized up Bertram as apotential rival, but Bertram had handled the situation well. He had beenproperly respectful, and Henry realized he could make use of the man tohis benefit. "Fine. You work with Ollie in the kitchen. But you do whathe tell you to do. He in charge. You understand?" Bertram nodded again. "Yes, boss."Now, it was my turn."You must be the new maid for Miss Samantha," Henry said,.