The nuns had strict ideas about things like that. As had my parents. How many days were there in 18 years? That was how many times I’d woken up alon.... This time was different. Waking up with a man in my bed, his arm draped casually across my body, with his hand cupping, well almost cupping my breast freaked me out. Just a little. But it was definitely there. A kind of panic was trapped in my chest. Trapped by the hand touching my boob through the soft material of my pyjamas. However, it. I suddenly realized that in this position I wouldn’t be able to watch my wife. I tried to turn so that I could see what my wife was doing, but Heather lowered her pussy to my mouth.As my sister-in-law began to grind her pussy against my face I strained to see what was happening to my wife, but Heather’s leg blocked my view. I began snaking my tongue inside her pussy and, parting her lips and teasing her clit. I wanted to make her cum quickly so I could see what Todd and my wife were doing. . . longing to tell her how he felt, but held back by his own ego at the shame. Dominique licked her lips on pulling the leash tight, as Greta gave him a taste of what was to come, with a sharp stroke of the cane to his cheeks; his feminine audience watched with delight, on the sadistic maid easing her desire to thrash him, by having him wince with pain as the cane rippled his flesh and left its mark on both his body and mind. Greta sneered with satisfaction as the single stroke had him produce. .i got dressed cleaned myself up and the chair and fell asleep on the bed....the next day while she was away i went in her laundry hamper and pulled out some dirty underwear and started to sniff and lick the wet areas.soon i came in her underwear..i was scared that she would get mad so i cleaned them up as best i could and put them back in the hamper.......i guess it wasnt good enough becuase she confronted me later that day and heres exactly what her and i said......."young man you have some.