That's sort of my job ... I do odd cleaning jobs to help out with the bills. "When someone needs help with their housework or grocery shopping or some...hing I come over to give them a hand with the odd jobs that they just don't have time to get to," she said."Oh? And what do you charge for these services?" I asked, a thought brewing in my mind."Well, it depends. Usually, we work out a figure between us that we both agree on. Sometimes it's a one-time deal, sometimes it's a scheduled thing every. It really turned her on to lick the handsome boy's bare feet. And the way Stewart kept holding onto her hair just made her hotter. She liked how strong and dominating he was."That's a good girl, Susie," Stewart murmured. "Get those big feet nice and wet and clean. You're doing a good job, honey. We'll teach you yet. You've still got a lot more work to do, though. Now you've got to wash Pete's legs with that little wet tongue of yours. Come on, start washing those legs."Susan started to lick. "Barbala?" Ilona was shocked; it was Barbala! Barbala's husband, Ferenc, had been a partner with her late husband, Janos, on a number of occasions and they had become good acquaintances, even friends. Of course Ilona hadn't seen Barbala since her own enslavement but that was to be expected. Ferenc had been one of Janos' creditors and one of the primaries in the suit that ultimately led to her becoming a slave. It was unlikely that, even if she had wanted to, Barbala would have been allowed to. In a little while she reached underneath the blanket andgrabbed my hand and guided it over to her lap. When shetucked my hand under the waistband of her sweatpants I gotthe idea. My fingers brushed over a patch of hair, which I figuredwas like the one above my cock. And then I felt some folds ofskin. They were already a little wet. I didn't know where Iwas going, but Elizabeth guided me a little and pretty soon Ihad worked a couple of fingers into her hole and they gotreally slick from her.