My cleaning lady, not a model by any stretch of the imagination, but with nice DD (probably) breasts, arrives at around 8 :00, stays until she’s don..., around noon. She’s always working in a white T-Shirt (lacy but working-woman bra) and jeans but today being a nice day, she’s got shorts on. Again don’t get your brain in a cramp, she’s no model. Just big tits, sorry.I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s around I switch to another tab and look like I’m reading some shit.. Her wet mouth felt great once again wrapped around my dick. I was just surprised I still hadn't shot my load! I always thought that by some very, very slight chance I'd ever get my hands-on Holly I would be over and out within 10 seconds! She took my inches out of her mouth and got back up to her feet while wiping juices from around her face and sucking them straight off her fingers. God she a dirty bitch I thought."Did you enjoy fucking my pussy?" she asked."It was the best pussy I've ever. "I wish you could do it for me all the time."I wish I could too, Helen thought. She was blushing, too.Helen turned away from him to get her purse and quickly sucked his cum from her hand. She took out several tissues and cleaned up the mess.About five o'clock Helen hunched her shoulders in a gesture of fatigue and said, "I'm too tired to drive any more. I think we'll get a motel and drive on in the morning."At the next town Helen pulled into a big motel with a restaurant and lounge."Let's stop. It just couldn't be."Well, Mrs. Preston, I'm very impressed by what you've done withMichael, or should I say Melissa? I've been going over our dresscode, and though it's very unusual to make such an exception,given the progress you've made with Michael's punishment and thepositive effects, I've decided to give your request my approval. Congratulations, Michael! You're going to be the first boy everto attend our school dressed like a girl, full-time!"No. No.I couldn't talk. I couldn't think. I.