Of course, Emma doesnt know of her mothers plan… but little does Evelyn know how far those nannies are ready to go to make sure the kids are discipl...ned… and sometimes, the whole family. Now barely a day later after her daughters last bathroom visit, Evelyn is having interviews with 6 different, potential nannies. Having to head for another country in a few hours, she knew she had to choose, and choose well. She did call her daughter to come downstairs so shed meet the nannies, and so she could. As he approached the bedroom door he heard some moans coming from the room. The door was slightly ajar, so without having to open it any further, he could see most of the bedroom. He couldn't believe it. There was Mike, in a pair of sweats, laying on the workout bench, his hands wrapped around the bar of the weights mounted on the stand. Mike's eyes were closed, thoroughly enjoying the feel of Laurie's hand sliding over the swelling in his sweats.Laurie was wearing only a crop-top which almost. 'What are you doing babes', he asked me and I panicked in case he could see I was nude, let alone masturbating?'Lying in bed watching a movie', I retorted, to which he immediately wanted to know which one, 'It's not a porn', I said laughing, suddenly I was emboldened by him being with me, 'I'm watching 'l****a', and as he laughed, I added just as l****a would, 'see, I told you I was thinking about you'.Being in such a high sexual state I was starting to get carried away but also noted he was. Then his hands moved to my bottom.”Joe was really squirming as I diddled his penis and ass and talked. I continued, “Mr. Smith squeezed my cheeks making my ass open and close so I could feel cool air on my asshole. Is this good Hun?”Joe said “Yes,” with a moan.I said, “Joe? I can’t call him Mr. Smith anymore because it’s still that guy, and it’s not fantasy for me. Would you mind if I call him Levant. That’s what I call our Mr. Smith you know. Would this be okay?”Again he moaned his approval.So.