After all the guests left, dinner was boringly normal. I told Dad that I wanted to put $5,000 into the stock market this week. He got the names of the...two companies I wanted him to invest in. One was an IPO for a company that would see their new stock triple, then split, then double and split again, all in just the next eight months. The other would be a longer-term investment. He said he’d take care of it by Wednesday.Dessert was Mom’s peach cobbler. While we ate, Dad calmly informed us that. Nothing is as erotic as listening to a woman moan while she has your dick in her mouth so I started working harder on her tits.It was a mistake!Where she had been taking her time to give me leisurely blow job, now she went after me in a frenzy and was trying hard to get me off quickly and being entirely too successful at it. I didn't tell her I was ready to cum, but she somehow sensed it and just as I was about to let go she shoved her finger in my ass and I arched up off the bed driving my. At sundown, the gentlemen and ladies gathr on the terrace for a drink. The ladies have to "sing for their supper" durign the weekend, so some of them spend time tending the horses etc. At this point a few of the girls slip away and change into maids uniforms and proceed to serve the drinks. I find that many women secretly want to do this, and have a 'thing' about acting as a Maid. We int he club of course can accomodate this. To be honest it is a perfect end to an afternoon to be served your. She continued to cum and cum again, pushing my head away from her clit but not being able to grab my fingers I continued to probe both orifices. Don’t ask me how many orgasms she had on the trot because I didn’t count, I just enjoyed the site of her writhing and her bump bouncing up and down as she bucked her hips. “You bastard” she eventually said, once she had got her breath back “Your supposed to fuck me to orgasm not finger me”. I smiled up at her, removed my fingers and climbed up her.