Don't make me say it." I fucked her has hard and as fast as I could and she finally groaned, "Yesssssssss. Yessssss. I want to cum."I then asked her i... she wanted to cum on her grandsons cock. She started to move her head back and forth quickly like she was saying no but she let loose a "Yessss. Johnny make me cummmmmm."I started to rub her clit as fast as I was fucking her. I just couldn't stop. It felt like forever and I still didn't want to stop. I was really sweating but just kept fucking. Next, Stepmother produced a schedule, indicating which bedrooms, common rooms, hallways, offices, etc, had to be cleaned on which day of the week. Two hours each day were set aside for exercise, including the shower afterwards. And one hour each day was reserved for ‘mental conditioning’ in Stepmother’s office, a chore which had Cindy almost gasping in anticipation. If Cindy missed doing a room on its assigned day, she could slide the schedule as necessary. Every Sunday was a ‘day off’ for. Then one day a friend I work with, her name was Ginny Carter and I were having lunch together and I told her about our predicament. She told me that Randy, her husband and herself had the same kind of sticky situation a few years back but they found a sure fire remedy for it. When I asked her what it was she was kind of reluctant to tell me at first. She said that maybe after we all got to know each other a little better she'd tell me. We had lunch every day for the next two weeks together and. I smiled wide and said, “Give me 10 minutes and we’ll be eating.” “Awesome,” she replied, “I’ll set the table.” I began to get hard. I could see the dining room table, and when Tessa bent over, I could see almost all of her mounds hanging down as she bent over. I looked down between my legs and the bulge was more than evident down the inseam of my pants. I looked back up and Tessa was staring at me, smiling wide and held that pose. Our eyes locked for a moment until I went back to cooking. I.