I looked from mom, over to the guy, and then to Dorothy who shrugged and winked at me.Mom, Jack and Dorothy were going to go out to the airport to pic... up Dorothy's husband and while they were getting ready to go I was in my old room unpacking. There was a knock on the door and it opened and Dorothy came in."I need a favor sweetie" and I turned around to see Dorothy standing there with her skirt pulled up to her waist. She was wearing nylons, garter belt and high heels and my cock instantly. I noticed the cleaning girl's cart was outside my door. I ignored it, assuming I could just tell her to come back later. I opened my door and threw down my tie and suit jacket on the bed. I looked in the mirror at myself and noticed the bathroom door was cracked open. In it, the young Russian cleaning girl was touching herself. Her eyes were closed, and she was wearing earbuds. She must not have heard the door open. I could see her perfectly sculpted, young breasts and her freshly shaven pussy.. My girls were in heat, and nothing is more beholding to watch, than youth succumbing to the pleasures of the flesh, their ignorance and inexperience triumphing in the cause of personal sexual release, their revulsion of the fat creature put aside, as love is blind, and fucking even more so.His cock was swollen and pulsating, the girls were lavishing it with adoration and idolatrous worship, preparing it for mothers needy attention, and as I stood and eased my knickers over my black stockings,. " I whispered back to her. All she did was close her eyes and let out a slight sigh."Oh, and make sure you turn off the attic fan around 10, we've been running it a lot lately and I'm afraid it's going to die soon." I...I will." She stammered just a tad, but I figured he bought the whole tv distracting thing. I just continued pounding her as hard as I could without making too much noise and the pressure was certainly building in me, I figured my Mom was that far off either."Also, if my package.