They came busting in. Todd said, “They are arguing. Mom blames Dad for him not being able to get you to ‘see reason.’ Then she blames you. Then ...he blames Melissa. She doesn’t understand that she created the whole problem.”“I know, Todd. Dad has gone along so long with her that he really doesn’t know what to do. What is funny in a sad way is that Dad has the social standing and money. Mom’s parents were poor folk. She has a brother and sister who you have never met. They don’t meet her. I moved in next to you and started shuffling the papers into stacks, leaning over the desk to reach across in front of you. I felt my skirt ride up a little too high in back and your hand went to the back of my knee. As you slid your hand so slowly up my stockings, you said, "Keep working, good girl." Your hand went up under my skirt and to my hip as you pulled me directly in front of you. Your script was in motion."Sir, what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly. I like this game, I thought to. I hurried and gave Mother a kiss as Iwalked out the front door.Miss Davis has three daughters; 6, 7, and 9. It being a Saturday morning,they informed me right away that they have dance class and we needed toget moving if they were to get there on time. Miss Davis was happy to seethat I was dressed in my maid's clothing and informed me that I was towalk the girls to their dance lessons. All three were wearing their blackleotards and pink tights. They had on little skirts and their regularshoes.. "You're just supposed to fuck her."Bud's face was red from where it was hit, but he hadn't flinched at all. Fingers was looking over at the two with impatience."Hurry the fuck up!" Fingers said. "I'll come without ever moving my cock if you don't."Betty was smiling at Bud, glad that he had been so gallant for her. Shorty stood behind him, waiting for him to put his cock in Betty's cunt.Bud grabbed his prick and pumped it a few times with his fingers, getting it hard and thick for entry. Betty.