She rolled onto her side and the front of her body came flush against Sarge's. Something became very noticeable and paramount for both. Susan felt the...obvious hard prick push against her belly and she quickly shifted her body upwards so that the end of Sarge's cock grazed her pelvis.One instant the long, hard cock rubbed against her heated body and the next it was between her legs. The flared head hit the tip of her slit and swiftly slipped through the soaked crevice, as it raked her tender. Sometimes when slave was cleaning the place, slave put the tube of the vacuum cleaner over its clit and let it suck its clit until it was blind with pain. Other times, after slave had finished cleaning the dishes she dragged it to the sink and put its head under water and made it swallow mouthfuls of dirty water while spanking its ass with a spatula. Slave also had to take care of its hygiene. She had to remove its huge butt plug once a day and give it an enema. Most of the times she replaced. Hooper wasn't in his office, so I went to a nearby saloon to talk to the bartender. I wanted to get some background on Anson Hooper while I had the chance and before I met him.At first, the bartender was unexpectedly closed mouth about Mr. Hooper, but he loosened up and gave me what little he knew. Hooper was a recent arrival in town, and nobody knew where he came from. He did talk funny, so they figured that he was a damyankee, though they weren't hated as much as they had been a few years ago. I didn't know Mrs Smallwood that well, I used to speak to the old man Samuel and he was always helpful."Right I will go over right now and see what she wants doing, your words are my command."She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a loving kiss, pressing her gorgeous breasts on to my chest. I started getting hard and she drew back."Later; you go and help the old woman; we have plenty of time for the other later." She said with a smile.There is only two years difference in our ages, we.