Karen cried with pleasure as I stroked and petted her to another orgasm. "Fuck my mouth" she begged and she moved to her knees and took my cock out an... kissed the head.I love this monster in my mouth and cunt but I hate you fucking my asshole, she said with a serious look.Karen your butt is mine as much as your other holes, all you girls take it in all three holes.Damn, Karen said, you fucked little jess in the butt too? I smirked, jess has a tight everything.Karen looked serious, held my face. I'm sure that the new owner of this wardrobe will be enamored witheverything she has to wear.The next thing on my list was to purchase a few things that would benecessary. Some toys that I'm sure I am going to enjoy and maybe myhusband as well.?????????"Almost there, tomorrow I get to rock some old lady's world. The week haspassed rather quickly. Even without a job I had other ways of passingtime. Between video games, entertaining my girlfriend, and hanging outwith my friends, the days passed. I was his only living descendent. My uncle was a very ambitious person. It all started three decades ago, he bought a run down shack and transformed it into a five star hotel empire. The resort sponsored golf tournaments from LPGA and tennis tournaments from WTA. Even though he was a success, he also had his addictions gambling and young supermodels. About a year ago, Paris Hilton had played a high stakes poker match. On the final hand, Paris bet her remaining funds which far outnumber my. Smith arrived ready for dinner at 7, and just as I was clearing thetable, he had a surprise."Tomorrow lunchtime I have an old school friend arriving to spend theweekend with us so you will need to prepare for an extra person atmeals." Yes sir," I responded, nodding."You will of course be expected to wear the French Maids outfit at alltimes while James is here," Mrs. Smith added.That threw me a bit. I realised how ridiculous the outfit looked, but atleast the only time I had worn it previously.