“Fuck!” I cried in frustration. Unable to maintain my restraint I unfastened my belt and my pants so I could slide a hand into my jockeys to strok...e my swollen rod.“I’ll rub mine and you rub yours.” Caz quipped as she moved her fingers to concentrate on her own swollen clit. “But don’t you dare shoot here. I want a full load of cream from you inside me later.” She commanded. “So, what happens next?” She asked as we both stroke our respect sexes.“Well, the camera moves round to the other side of. He stopped what he was doing and put away his cleaning supplies. The femboy maid hurried into the living room, lifted his skirt and knelt down about fifteen feet from the doorway. That’s where Mommy expected him to be each day when she got home.A few moments later the door wrenched open and Brenda walked in. She looked a little tired, but very happy to be home. She eyed her slutty son with a wicked grin before closing the door behind her and setting her briefcase down. Brenda disrobed. As soon as she saw me standing there, she ran tome and jumped into my arms, hugging like we were loverswho had been apart for a long while. Faye even kissed meon the cheek, then backing up and telling me that Ilooked great.I just stood there with a dumb look on my face I guess,because she said, “If you don’t close your mouth you maycatch a fly.” “You are the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen.” And forthe first time ever, I hugged her and kissed her on hermouth. Da Klopft es an der Tür. "Herein", sage ich Richtung Tür. Die Tür geht auf und meine Haushälterin streckt ihren Kopf in mein Büro. "Was gibt es, Hannah?", frage ich sie. Hannah, eine Frau Mitte der 60 Jahre, mit grauen langen Haaren, faltigem Gesicht und leuchtend Blauen Augen antwortet mir: "Die erste Bewerberin für das Bewerbungsgespräch ist soweit, Mr. Hallas."Bewerbungsgespräch? Welches Bewerbungsgespräch? Frage ich mich selbst. Ach ja, heute wähle ich ja eine Nachfolgerin für Hannah aus..