Normally I just hangMother's stockings and panties on the shower curtain. But this timeMother specifically directed me to hang her things on the line....Miss Robins didn't miss a thing, instructing Jack to pay close attentionas he'd be doing the lingerie at his home as well. Not only herintimates, but Jack's as well. "And don't think I'll let you hang youpretties in the bathroom, young lady. You'll be prancing about in yourmaid's uniform doing all the cleaning and cooking from now on."Poor Jack! I. First I set the oven so it would be hot when I needed it. Next I had to wash and peel some potatoes, Joyce had shown me how to do this the other day so I was soon off and running. I decided to get all the chopping done there and then, to save time later, so I did the onions and the carrots too. Pretty soon I had a pot of quartered potatoes bubbling away in some salted water. I moved on to the next bit and began sautéing the chopped onions and carrots.I realised that without even thinking about. Would I still have Amy? Yes. Would I throw up or something very uncool? Unlikely. Could I even get hard? Hmmm. Getting and staying hard was never an issue, but I was in uncharted waters here. If I stayed soft, oh well. If not, I could probably cum. Either way I would qualify for the MFF scene. And get sucked. Getting sucked is nice. What about me sucking? Swallowing? Ok, hard core. Would this turn me on? Hmm, hard to say. Maybe. On and on it went in my mind. No answer. After two weeks, I was. My cock was probably the first real one in her pussy in over 20 years.With hands on her hips for leverage I slammed deeply into her pussy whilst she moaned and groaned, and implored me to fuck her hard and deep.Judy had stormed into my home when I opened the front door.She was yelling and screaming at me, and accusing me of diddling Helen out of a fortune during the property settlement. I probably had, but I had a smart lawyer and she was dumb.I was annoyed at this intrusion into my home - I.