He was sporting a festive green and red bathrobe, shower-wet, perfectly styled hair, and a pair of house slippers. And I was naked, I’d drooled on t...e expensive wool throw I was lying on, and there were Christmas tree branches weaved into my hair.Fantastic.I wanted to blame him; I had a full rant ready to go, but it was just vaguely possible the real culprit was the entire pitcher of sangria I’d finished off at the party the night before, and I was pretty sure my aching head was not going to. He ordered the boy to take daddy cock in his hands and jerk it while diving in the mature ass to sooth it with his mouth. Baldev was shivering, quaking and his lower body was quivering like a fish out of water. He was in a unique bliss less than a minute ago enjoying his cock fucking the daddy ass and orgasm building full speed and now when he was almost ready to cum, Mr. M was asking him to eat the fucking pervert daddy ass. Obediently taking it as a training step he shook his lips realizing. “Would you like to leave Mrs. Lavelle?”“Oh yes. Very much.”“Would you like to come stay here?”“Yes.”“How will you pay your keep?”“I will do anything. Work, clean your house, anything you ask.”“Good. Lan, are you a virgin?”She looked down at the floor in shame and slowly shook her head no. I smiled at her.“Its ok Lan. I didn’t expect you to be.”She looked so relieved I almost laughed. She had a third glass of wine and I could tell she was tipsy. This was good for a first time. It would make her. Oh, and one of them is Joanie.”She rose and waved at Alice, making clear what she wasn’t wearing.“Could I have boobs like those?” Alice fired back. “Back in the day...”“So let’s start with you, Alice,” I said, noticing that Susan was already engaged in some excited whispers with some of her regulars. Calling up her individual program, I was appalled to see that she was already in the throes of a form of cancer was was likely to kill her – which would have likely been a blessing since she also.