It is hard to complete anytask with a combative person. I was to be taking care of two combativechildren trapped in adult bodies.***It was time; I was...off to Betty's and my first day of actual caregiving. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I was feelingill, I was so scared! The night before I set out to be well prepared,my father's saying repeating itself in my head, "Prior Proper PlanningPrevents Piss Poor Performance." I prepared the best I could.I was dressed in Betty's. My eyes were rolling i was close to orgasm, as he kissed and bit my neck. Through my leggings his other hand felt between my sopping pussy.“You are a fucking whore, you really need this! Don’t you?”I blushed and whispered “Yes!”I moved my mouth to his and pushed my tongue into his mouth seeking out his tongue, dancing with him, I was engulfing his mouth with mine as he played with my tits. The was spit rolling down my chin onto my blouse, his fingers now inside me.“We better go! Go and pay and. A couple times when her boss was in late or he had a court appearance I would pop over to her office and make use of her fabulous body. But the best fuck of all took place on the last evening on our stay there.My wife had gone to bed early since we had an early start the next day. My FIL and I stayed up later than the rest of the family drinking and talking, and mainly watching a cricket match on TV. He got very drunk and I had to help him to bed with about 10 overs of the game remaining. I. “Bend farther forward; put your head in the sink.” “Please,” Winifred begged, her voice echoing off the porcelain sink. “Please don’t drown me like this. I’ll surrender to anything you want to do to me.” He scoffed and pushed the back of her head down forcing Winifred to bend more. She found that her face fitted inside the bathroom sink. She knew that there was a mirror above the sink, and guessed now that her captor put her in this position, she couldn’t sneak a peep at him in the mirror.In.