I tell her to get changed. The black catsuit, boots, hood, corset and to disrobe and dress while standing exposed in the window of our room. I watch h...r silhouette against the lights of the city as she slips out of her clothes, anxiously glancing out for any reaction from the busy streets below. The possibility of complaining or even saying no never enters her mind. It might have once, but not now. Naked, she coats her body in lube and pulls on her catsuit. I walk to the window to tighten her. My mother has taught me the womanly arts and they are a marketable skill. I cook and clean for these men. I wash their clothes and look after their grooming.My mother also says that it is not healthy for a man to go more than two or three days without releasing his male juice into a woman. It is best not done with a close relative so she assists my father, of course, but also two neighbor boys. Their mother is very helpful to my brothers in return.So that is an important service I also provide. My name is Joyce, I'm 48 years old, and reside in a rural area of CentralPennsylvania and work as an assistant principal at a high school in a nearbycity with a population of around 30,000. I've been divorced for six years andhave two daughters both married. I regard myself as being extremely appealing sexually and in excellent physicalcondition for my age. My friends tell me I don't look like I'm over 40.I'm5'8", 120 pounds, a brunette with hazel eyes and measurements of 36-24-36.I'm very much. That's a very good sign that my fuckingmachine did its job. Now... we had a little problem with you and licking mycunt didn't we? Let's see if you've learned to do as you are told. Butfirst..." she pulled out a pair of alligator clamps and put them on mynipples. I groaned from the pain as they cut into my flesh. "Now, lickme." She grabbed the chain around my throat for support as she wrapped hersexy thighs around my head. I didn't even hesitate to pleasure her with mytongue, caressing her cunt.