“Meek” was a term I’d never use to describe her. And “Kim’s orders” was a phrase often heard and always heeded by everyone in this househo...d.“Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd...” Kim crooned, her head lolling to the side as she shut her eyes and concentrated on the sensations of my thick dick stretching her cunt and filling her up over and again. Her hips rolled and her ab muscles clenched in a hundred crunches to buck up and meet my thrusts, and she crossed her feet behind my neck to start using her leg. I groaned as I came so hard into Mandy. Then I pulled out and she scrambled around and grabbed my prick and started sucking all the come she could. Mandy was a little slut now. I had done a good job on her.When Sally came home we were in the living room watching TV. As Sally smiled at us we smiled back. Then she went upstairs to take a shower after her long walk. I could see the outline of her tits under her tee shirt where she had sweated; even her hot crotch had got sweaty, giving me lots of. Jake was wearing a pair gray slacks, a white dress shirt, and a gray dinner jacket.The driver closed the door and turned to them. "I hope you enjoyed the ride," he said to Jake. "After you make entry to Mr. Oldfellow's residence I will coordinate with the household help in order to deliver your luggage and your golf clubs to their proper places." Thanks, Tim," Jake said, calling him by the name he'd introduced himself as back at the airport. He pulled a twenty-dollar bill out of his jacket. His clothes, while rough, were clean and serviceable. He was a bit shorter than me. He had sandy colored hair and a thin sharp nose. His eyes were blue."Sir, while you might think you have helped here, you have actually interfered. She presented herself as a boy, and took a job from a boy. For over a week, now, she has done this. She has to learn her place," the guy said in a tone of voice that suggested I should understand this."Well, I object to seeing big boys beating on little girls. I will.