I said “Hello” and went to my bedroom. My mum followed me inside and asked me if I would take some snacks as I had just returned after my days wor...k. I ordered a cup of tea and mummy started saying that Geetha was a widow working in the airlines and had a small daughter. She had got stuck in recovering the dues of her husband and was feeling bad that she had nobody to help her. Mum politely asked why don’t you be a sweet child and help her to recover. I told her I don’t have time and at the same. It worked a dream. It was slow but safe and it meant I could sleep in our room.Authors note: A 'Heath Robinson' machine in English is similar to a Rube Goldberg machine in US parlance.Sarah was a star and waited on me hand-and-foot since I couldn't move on my own. It's a good job I felt comfortable with her as she had to help with almost everything, including when I needed the toilet. Despite the demands I made on her she didn't complain.Once I'd got settled I managed to do quite a bit of work. All I could think about was this tall dark teenager with a massivecock who serviced my son, also servicing me. I was scared to say anything,or even groan other than the odd grunt when he pushed too hard.I could feel him build and his stabbing became more urgent until he pushedonce more and stopped. His cock stood fully erect on it's own and I couldfeel it pulse as wave after wave of cum filled the rubber inside me."Jeesus that was amazing you tight little cunt," he said as he pulled out.He. It was like putting him in gear, he kissed her, his hands everywhere as he did, laughing she told him “he needed to ‘tone it down’ on Saturday, if he was not to frighten the girl off. His answer of “But this is you and you know me” had her in fits, and saying “try treating me as if I was the girl from the pictures, like a dry run…” and slipping to the carpet in his arms, where the next act was performed, he had remembered every tiny detail of the last tryst, he was gentle, he was tender and he.