I work once a week. Usually only Spencer, the eighteen-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. Pipp-Thompson, is present during my working hours. He comes home f...rom school a few hours after I have started working. We have a good relationship and sometimes I help him with his homework. When I do that, I sit in a chair beside him in my house dress, which is a long skirt with buttons down the front from my throat to my ankles. When I cross my legs and bend slightly forward, folds in the skirt form through. Why? I just wondered when I saw your swollen cunt lips and arsehole. Are you sore? Yes. A little. But Ill be OK. She dropped to her knees in front of me, undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles, taking my briefs down too. Then she started to pump my cock. As she did she held the head just above her open mouth. This first time I only lasted a very short time before I was pumping my cum into her mouth. Although most of it went into her mouth some splashed onto her chin, then dropped onto. Paul you need to go get a condom if you want to fuck Jill I said, she stopped licking my pussy and looked up at me smiled as if to give him the go ahead, Paul said have we got any, there might be some in the bottom of the wardrobe it the toy box, he was up like a shot, Jill stopped licking again and said the toy box ? I laughed we call it that it has the dildos etc in so the k**s don’t find them lol, sorry I’ve killed the moment making him go get a condom, its ok I replied, its just I stopped. But not me. My day is tomorrow.Alan came downstairs full of energy, eager to start the day. He frowned to see the way his mother was dressed, but decided not to show it. He went into the kitchen and gave her a good-morning kiss on the cheek, but she seemed strangely stand-offish about it. He didn't let that deter him either.Katherine was already sitting at one of the stools next to the kitchen counter. She patted the stool next to hers and called Alan over to sit on it. She quietly hissed..