Terry smiled shyly back. “Hello, Mrs Ward and thank you for such a warm welcome.”“Nonsense! Any friend of Grace’s is a friend of ours and no m...ore Mrs Warding, Belinda.”“Thank you, Belinda.”She released him and Jim stepped forward, hand outstretched. “Jim,” he said, “just to forestall any misters.”Terry smiled. “Thank you, sir,” he said.Grace snorted.“Come on in,” ordered Belinda. “Leave your stuff for the moment. Coffee’s ready. Much more important!”Both parents led the way to the kitchen.. They were all unlucky in marriage, but never lacking for male attention, just like Maggie. Dot, of course, was very familiar with the double dildo. She had one at home that she had used many times with other women. Almost breathless, Dot told her, "I'll f-fuck you good, sweetheart. I'll fuck y-you real good!" Dot placed one end of the dildo at Maggie's vaginal opening. She held the head and rubbed it up and down Maggie's wet slit. It was immediately covered with slick juices. Dot slipped the. She got on her knees and while looking up at me grabbed my cock in her hands. She then looked at my wife as to ask for permission. I glanced at my wife and noticed her nodded her head yes. Before I could turn and look down at the cleaning lady she had already engulfed my hard cock. Taking ever inch of me into her throat and mouth. 9 1/2" of hard throbbing cock was in her mouth and throat. I could feel her tongue swirling around my shaft massaging it. I had never felt this before.I looked over. I was in the best shape of my life at the time. Being an instructor meant very little travel and predictable workdays. Daily tennis, racquetball in the winter, five miles on the track or the treadmill three times a week all contributed to a firm, slim build. I didn’t pump the way a lot of guys did, though a couple of times a week I would do three sets of twenty-five negative incline sit ups with a fifty pound weight on my chest. That kept my abs reasonably tight. Friday nights were always big.