It took more than one wipe, and by the time I was done I thought maybe I needed a bath and, mercifully, my olfactory responses had toned down. I was a...out to replace the diaper when Tabitha reminded me that if there were any sores I needed to put some cream on. Fortunately for my first venture into baby-minding, there were no sores. ‘Then you just need some powder.’ She handed it to me. I was already convinced that there was no bottom to the diaper bag. We finished up with Celia, who had. She enjoyed it, I noticed that it also took very little effort to please her when one used lips on her tits and a gentle hand below. But she did not let herself get tired out.When each guy was done she thanked them and sent them to wait in the bedroom, then dragged the next guy out of the living room.After they were all showered clean and gathered in the bedroom she got on her knees and serviced them with her lips, tongue, mouth and throat. As a professional mouth-whore her skill rocked their. “How do you cook bacon without an apron?” How dumb was that?!“You don’t,” she responded with a laugh.So much for small talk.As she finished cooking, she told me to have a seat, which I quickly did. She poured a glass of juice and set it before me on the table. When she returned from the stove, she stood on the other side of the table for a second and looked at me seriously.“Paul,” she said simply and paused. “Did you enjoy yesterday?” she asked.My confusion must’ve been evident on my face, but. Barbara crawled inside in front of her, arching backwards over the white leather seat and pushing her crotch out towards the young woman. As if Deborah had needed any more hints, her older lover pulled up the skirt of her bottle green dress, revealing… nothing. She wore nothing at all underneath, and her bushy, brunette pussy was right in front of the young woman's mouth. Eagerly, she latched on, sucking on those red, swollen labia like she was starved. And she was, starved for sex, hungry for.