I peeped through the hole and I could only see the chest area of a man in a blue shirt. I picked up a towel and opened the door to find my watchman in...fresh clothes and smelling of soap and a bath. He smiled at me and didn’t say a word, only walked inside pulling my towel away. I quickly and quietly closed and locked the door. I offered the watchman food and water, both of which he refused and instead called me to him. He was sitting on the sofa and just commanded me to come to him. He made me. The cum slowly poured from their tongues and onto their gorgeous racks. I removed my fingers from their pussies and collapsed onto the floor, trying to catch my breath. My heart was racing profusely. These hot women, these cheerleaders, they knew how to get me off. As I lay on the floor, Becca and Emma made out, sucking up the cum that I had squirted into their mouths and onto their boobs. "Now that was a great routine," Emma replied, after her lips separated from Becca's lips. "I don't know. “Servants?” I asked, as both of my eyebrows tried to relocate to the top of my head. “Now you want servants?”“Well, somebody has to take care of the garden, and the pool. And I’m going to have a lot on my mind with a new baby. I don’t know how to be a mother, Bob, and it would be a lot less stressful if we had a maid, you know, to clean up, and do laundry and things like that.”“I can do laundry and clean the house,” I said. “And without legs, I’m going to have plenty of time to pull weeds in a. Sharon, even though ever so slight, responded to her surroundings, and the most important thing to them, she ate some of the food on her plate at dinner. ********** James smiled, Sharon was back to her old normal self. Patrick had performed a miracle, at least to James it seemed that way. Except James and his wife noticed that as Sharon got better, she also seemed to be more nervous, agitated, anxious… it was time for another talk. As Sharon stepped into the den, James pointed once more to the.