A lot of that depended on the model and age of the car the brats were transported in.That’s him again Kelly thought, he looks so like Ms Dover her b...ss, the owner of the Yellow Dot nursery, but that’s a man running past. He was working his long, stringy, pale legs striding athletically on the gravel leading to a multitude of pony and walking tracks. His shoulder length, wispy, grey hair was flowing free from under a bright red Trump baseball cap pulled down low and his black shorts – she didn’t. I had my sister immersed in the bath tub with hot water fetched by a pair of giggling upstairs maids named Polly and Molly. I often got them confused because they were both covered with freckles and lots of flowing red hair. It marked them as coming from our neighboring Island of Ireland with an excess of such young females all looking for paid work in the houses of the more fortunate gentry.I should add at this point that I had sampled both of these maid’s posteriors and in the case of Molly I. I playfully goosed her ample butt before sliding my hand down the back of her shorts. Grabbing a handful of her cheek my cock grew firmer in my pants. Gina moved away and grabbing a throw rug knelt down in front of me. I massaged her shoulders while she jerked my pants down around my ankles. My bone stood straight up as she wrapped her hand around it and began slapping the head of my cock on her tongue. She licked her lips seeming to enjoy the pre-cum I was dripping.God her mouth felt so good. He rubbed and massaged my little sexy feet for a while, occasionally lifting one to his mouth and sucking on my French pedicured toes, letting his tongue dance between them. I was in heaven, every touch seemed to be going straight to my clit. My back was arched, pulling my dress down exposing my tits again as I moaned in ecstasy. I told him to get his cock out, he obediently obliged and exposed a nice cock, not overly big but against my size 3 feet looked big enough. I made him lick my soles,.