Mark moved past me to the bedside table.He got a bottle of astor glide and returned taking me by the wrist.I turned whispering to Chanel, I think Mark...needs some ass.He lead me to the backyard, she followed, you 2 big dick guys fucking? this I gotta see, she remarked.We passed a room where we saw Marks wife, Julie, being spit roasted by 2 young guys.Chanel pressed those big tits to my back, reaching around she gripped my erection.Those 3 have been fucking a lllooonnnggg time, she whispered.Mark. " Steph pointed to the arm of the couch and I got up and bentover, biting my lip. The cane rose and fell, ten times, crashing up and down mybare butt, and once across my testicles, and oh, how I cried! "Ma'am, I'm trying so hard.." I gripped mybuttocks, tears rolling down my face. "I've never cleaned anythingbefore..."Stephanie laughed, tapping her cane in her hand. At this pointone of my housemates, Doug came down. "What's going on...Jesus, Goblin,you're pitiful." What the fuck's going on with. Why the hell did he have to fuck Wanda too? God damn it, the bastard had just committed adultery with his own sister-in-law. Didn't he know that?Wanda was his own age. He should have been the one giving it to her. He trembled at the prospect. Oh Jesus! He had to find a way to do it. If she put out for his old man... then why not for him too?He slumped down on the floor of the shed. A sudden thought hit him like a blow. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. Did his mother know? She couldn't. No,. Taking in a deep breath, she sent the silent order to her bladder and her nether-lips spread as her piss shot from her and arched down into the washing machine. The patter of the piss hitting the metal was turning her on as she continued to let her pee rain freely and she reached a hand under her shirt to roll a pebbled nipple. She scooted a little more to aim at the hamper for dirty clothes with some dark towels and clothes in there that needed to be washed. The red-head watched in.