"Provided that is within your new duties yes, I would expect myhousekeeper to come up with useful suggestions; I certainly don't want adumb maid."I de...cided to go straight to the point, "You mentioned yesterday duringdinner that I would need some proper coaching in various aspects ofdomestic sciences. Like learn how to set the table correctly and serveproperly at a dinner party etc, etc?"I stopped to see her reaction but she simply waved with her hand a 'goon' sign."Annie de Laurentis, the lady. I reached up under Mom’s thin robe and pulled her panties down letting her step out of them. I undressed completely and then I sat Mom on the edge of the couch and pushed her back opening her legs. I then parted her robe and started feasting on her pussy. She was in desperate need of sex, good sex, and incest sex with her own son. Mom started her juices flowing as I first kissed and licked the hole that had given birth to me. She was a MILF. Nine months to come out and eighteen years to get. Rosa laid there, body aching, thick nasty cum leaking from her bruised asshole. She walked into the bathroom, turned on the water, and sat in the bathtub. Everything from her knees to her breasts hurt. She thought the warm water would help but it didn't. After about a hour, Rosa got out of the tub, dried off, and put on her clothes. The little short jean skirt and yellow blouse she wore for the date. She walked out of the motel bathroom and picked up her purse, trembling from head to toe as she. It was straining against the zip achingly and I was desperate to free it, yet wary of blowing everything in a single moment of madness.Glancing across, I noticed that Emily had a hand on her right breast, moving it carefully and moaning ever so softly, as erotic a sight as that upon which we were feasting our eyes. Her breath was staccato now and I was sure she'd gotten wet between the legs for she was rotating her hips. I could imagine a single dewdrop of vaginal juice wending its way slowly.