She ran her fingers through my hair and wiped my face again. I think I made out a smile on her face. "My shift is over, but I'll stay until you recove.... I can't help but feel responsible." After a slight pause, she continued. "That is, of course, if it's ok with you?" Mwuuu."I wonder what kind of a sadistic bastard devised the idea of having a pull-out on-switch for a washer and a push-in switch for a dryer. This seems to be the universal system. Every fucking washing machine I have ever seen. I was waiting to feel her hand grasp my hard shaft and then maybe feel her soft lips around the head of my cock, but instead I felt her weight on me, she had sat down and was rhythmically moving her crouch back and forth on my hard cock, it took me a while to work out if she was facing me or facing away from me, she was facing away and I wish I could have seen her big round black arse rubbing my cock. I knew she was wet, I could feel it, I wasn’t sure if it was all her or if I had added my own. ”“Yes, Sir. Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. Sportwood. It started when Jeremy took me for a walk in the garden. Before we went out, I went in the bathroom and took off my panties. Then, when we stopped in the middle of the garden where we couldn’t be seen, I let him kiss me. That’s when I told him that I wasn’t wearing anything under my dress. He is a very clever boy – he put his hand up under my skirts and finger fucked my cunt to a cum.”Jeremy gave her two nice swats. “One for saying ‘fuck’ and one. Felicia drank some cold water she had in the bottle that had cucumber in it. It was delivering by Mary Jane. Both her and her daughter was now server ant to the Hadys...sex slaves to be use whenever they want. Mary Jane had whip marks from when she disobeyed. She would be milked from her breast and beaten if she ever so much as gave them the wrong looks. They were a few defiance’s at first but slowly the Watson knew they weren’t a real match for them. Mary breast were firm today and filled.