She knew she would do as i said, just as she always had. She could never resist seeing me in pleasure, no matter what i was doing or how i was doing i....i opened the door and when it closed, we embraced, but only for a second. I whispered in her ear, "down on your kness". As she always had, she dropped to her kness and opened her mouth. She knew what she was gonna get. She knew that she was going to have to swallow my cock. I pulled it out and without warning, pushed it all the way into her. For instance, she put into use a ploy that never failed. She knew of a secret. He never admitted to it, but she knew of Frank’s secret smoking fetish. Through the last half of these ten years, she had slowly begun to notice his desirable dick getting hard in his pants every time she’d light up. The realization didn’t come easy or quickly to her at first. It was just something she noticed, but never put two and two together. Who would figure such a thing? But then it all crystallized one hot. "Hm," he said, rubbing his chin theatrically, "maybe we can help. Our housemother just quit; the welcome-back party was too much for her. Anyhow, we have to find somebody."Vixen blinked at him and laughed. "Housemother, me?" She poked herself in the sternum."Sure," he said, handing her a Utica Club beer. "You get room and board and $120 a week. Job is mainly supervising the staff, the cook and her helpers and the janitor and his weekly clean-up crew. Oh, and some shopping and chaperoning." But. I just had enough time put on my underwear and khaki short when my sister came to door once again and she yell “ Michael Scott Cline get fuck out of the bathroom right now damn you I have to pee” opening the door still slightly dipped drying small beads of water still were streaming down my stomach and back.My sister literally push me out of bathroom door as she made her way into bathroom. “ what the fuck man can’t a man take nice hot shower after coming home from work?” I said as walk pass my.