Borders? We seem to have mutual interests. I might be presumptuous; but I thought it best to get together, and present a united front," I replied, lea...ing the maid to draw her own conclusions."Please, follow me," she said.She led me to an actual sitting room. No tv, no electronic media, just an old fashioned sitting room. I had a short wait and then Ms. Borders came into the room.Ms. Borders came in and spotted me as I rose. She stopped. Her eyes widened. I thought I saw a moment of panic, but. One guy called Jason, told me that as a man, he could only care for old couples as it was not the done thing for men to care for old ladies on their own. ‘In their stupidity they thought the hubby would keep an eye on things. Little did they know that it was often the hubby who enjoyed watching me play with their wives’.Jason had freely admitted to the fact that he preferred old ladies. I just love their wrinkles, droopy tits and bellies and once having gained their trust, their enthusiasm for. “And don’t you forget it.” She hooked her legs around me and yanked me down so I was on top of her and met her lips to mine, and grinds on my cock when she feels it start to get hard. “I knew you were gonna come in here and fuck her,” Aunt Lisa said from the door. “What?” I asked stupidly as both Rita and I sat up. “Honestly, why do you even have a lock on your door? You never use it,” mom said. “I practically threw myself at you out there! I did everything but tell you to fuck me.” . “Come here, my slave. You need to be punished for not following my orders” Sarah was about to protest, when Yvonne pulled her by her arm and pushed Sarah face down on her desk. Yvonne then flipped up Sara’s skirt and saw Sarah’s black mesh panties. “You slut. First you can’t even resist fucking your husband, and then you come to work with crotchless panties. You are definitely a slut.” “I did not hear you, Mistress. Plus I had sex with my husband! How could I refuse him?” Sarah pleaded. “No.