. well, she worked. Did washing, watched children, whatever other families were willing to pay for. Dad, as a soldier, didn't bring in much. Not as mu...h as Mom thought we needed. She, well, wanted us to have it all. And was willing to do what it took. My first memories are of of being in the kitchen, helping her make the evening meal so she could have more time to get some sewing in. When ... well, when we lost her, I was able to step in everywhere except Dad's bed, and he had no problem. She stopped walking when she reached the foot of my bed. I watched her carefully. Now, she started looking shy again. I thought it was seeming like she wasn't sure about what she should be doing next. I started thinking that we'd taken things as far as we should take them."Joyce, if you're getting nervous about this, we don't have to do anything. Maybe it would be better if we both slept on it. Don't you want to think about it some more? Why don't we wait until tomorrow?" It would be easier if. '' she said smiling, ''It relaxes you, you need to feel relaxed otherwise the person on other end of the phone will know. If there were guys working on our floor I would suggest an orgy, but there isn't.''I wasn't sure if she was bluffing or being honest, but either way she gave me short and straight answers. ''Okay,'' I said, ''three business men walk into the building and want to invest, but the lobby sends them to the wrong floor and their on yours. I'm already in a meeting and Michelle is. It was hard, it was long, and she thought she might faint. Just as she was coming down from her orgasm, Jacob erupted deep in her cunt, pumping his own heavy load, the third of the afternoon, into this attractive, matronly, mother figure and an excellent fuck. When he pulled his cock from her hose-wet pussy, a large wad of his cum washed out with it and splattered on Caroline's face. She almost didn't notice because she was already trying to wipe all of the watery liquid from her face that.