The path I decided upon took me around the back of the woods where it is the most secluded as I did not fancy meeting too many people. After about twe...ty minutes of wandering about enjoying the peace and quiet I noticed something or somebody in the distance so curiosity led me slightly closer and I could make out a youngish man in a jogging suit looking quizzically at the ground,I stood for a few minutes watching him looking around in the grass obviously he'd lost something,oh well good luck to. It felt very strange having nothing but air between my bare thighs under the dress. Despite being fully covered, I felt very exposed.Giggles all around. Well, maybe not from Vince.“Why are you wearing a dress daddy?”Oh god. “Well sweetie…err…i mean Miss Mary…i am, umm…”Kate saved me. “He is our maid now, girls. See? There is a lot of important work around our house that has to be done every day, and that’s what maids are for!” Her voice had confident, cheery enthusiasm. “And a dress like the. Santi grabs my arm and says I love the way you are giving me this loving care. I love the way you are making me wet without even giving me what I really want. Now while sucking Santi’s nipples I switch up and now I am tweaking her nipples with my fingers. I have now slid down to say hello to her hot wet juicy pussy. I take my tongue and slowly slide my tongue up and down her pushy slit. Santi jumps, moans and open her legs wider all in one motion. Now I am licking Santi’s clit. Now I have her. "Do I have to take a switch to you, young lady?" Rebecca was always threatening the switch, though neither she nor her 14 year old knew exactly what a switch was. Mom had never spanked daughter with anything but her hand."Oh, all right," Angela, grumbled. "Coming."Angela was a miniature version of Rebecca. Same lush auburn hair, same freckled complexion, and the same bottle-green eyes. Her breasts were a perfectly scaled-down version of Rebecca's 36C's. Her legs were Rebecca's at 14, so were.