She looked fantastic. Normally she looked good, but right now she looked 'fantastic'. Like something out of a really hot porno movie. Like Hard-On Cit.... She turned slowly. "Hello, and welcome home," she exhaled.She was wearing a flimsy lavender teddy, semi-sheer and eager to hug and model the full, lush curves of her body. He loved garter belts and sexy stockings. Normally Trish wore pantyhose. Today she was in garters and pale violet stockings that caressed her legs all the way down to her. Her feisty nature only added to the chaos in trying to saw my cock in and out of her wet hole. Clasping her firmly, I squeezed my hands over her pert breasts. Once when I scissored her nipples between by fingers was I able to tame her enough to cannon my hard cock into her with any force. “Yes, Yes!” I felt her wetten with each sawing thrust, soaked enough to feel the damp on my balls as I filled her to the hilt. Bracing herself against the front seat, she began to push back enthusiastically. And I had thought he was impotent! “Ok, get off and get on all fours!” He undressed, and his penis was indeed erect, very long, very thick. “Suck it, and do a better job than last time!” I tried my best, licked it, suckled it, sucked it. He grew impatient, took hold of the back of my head and jammed his penis into my throat, causing me to gag. “Oh, you can’t take it, can you? Good job you have some other holes!” And he took it out and moved behind me. I heard squirting from a plastic bottle.. Then came the laundry. That wasn’t so bad, but I kept having to mend this outfit, then that one, then adjust the dress that was the wrong length, et cetera et cetera, and before I knew it, I was pretty much making half the clothes that Bridget, Heather and Master were wearing. And I found out how much I loved it, so I got Master’s permission and I started doing it as my actual job. Still do some cleaning here and there, but most of us share the random housework.’ ‘You seem to enjoy it. You’re.