A woman in her late fifties would dress like a nurse and role play for a price. This got my attention. I called the number in the ad. She quoted a pri...e and said, "Although we will play, there would be no intercourse involved." I was hot by then, I just wanted to meet her and see what this role play thing was, and she was twenty something years older. When I arrived at her apartment, she ushered me in. I was surprised to see an older man in a bath robe, smoking cigarettes and watching. I usually get extremely horny when I ovulate, so my hubby has his hands full then. I crave cock during this time, so we even bought a big dilo to give me pleasure when he can't keep up. Brian moved in with us early September. He loved coming over to the West Coast while we still have summer and not got into fall yet. He started school and we only saw at dinner time if even then. He was mostly in his room when he was home. He had a TV and a computer so he did not need much from us. We left him. She was kneeling on her bed, her face buried in her pillow, her firm, round pointed butt up in the air. She wore only a green tank top which had become bunched up near the top of her ribcage. I delighted in being able to see the bottoms of her deep honey-colored breasts... and her soft, naked butt which now had one long red mark on it... and her nearly-hairless pussy which, in the shadows of her bedroom, appeared to be a bit moist from the punishment and humiliation.Cara and I certainly had. The other things, that none of us like to do, we do because they have to be done and none of us want to make someone else do something they don't like to do." What about the real nasty stuff like emptying slop jars?" Well, if I left a stinky mess in a slop jar," Sam was saying as Cassie started giggling and broke in."I thought you told me your shit don't stink," Cassie teased."Yeah, right. Anyway, if I left a mess, I'd clean it up. Any of us would." What about if you left a mess and you were.