Marcy Lynn Rutherford was an impossible woman to overlook. She was tall with long golden wheat colored hair that fell nearly to her skimpy bikini bott...om and she had large round pale breasts that hardly slumped at all inside of her nearly equally insufficient top. Nearly at once, my stomach churned exactly the way it did during my playing days when I stepped up to bat against one of the game's premier fastball pitchers, a menace who could (and often did) throw a hundred-mile an hour fastball. She has her own key, just like you two will have, if you take the job.”Carol looked across at Holly, raising her eyebrows in query. Getting a nod, she said to Frances, “I think we will take the job, if the terms are right, but I think we can trust our uncle!”Frances nodded slightly, taking over for a moment. “I need to talk it over with him before we formally offer the dual post, girls, but I don’t expect to have much resistance from him. I will phone him, even though he is in the house. I. I was in the zone and closed my eyes, enjoying the taste, smell, and small movements his body made as I worked him over.I was pleasantly surprised when I felt his hands on my head, he ran his fingers through my hair and I let out a small whimper. Suddenly as I was taking him as deep into my mouth as I comfortable could I felt him roughly force my head down further while thrusting his cock forward. I gagged slightly as his hard cock hit the back of my throat, and immediately he pulled back. I. "I sat there with a big smile on my face, feeling plenty pleased with myself. I loved the name Sven had just given me, 'Cocksucker of the Year'. It obviously meant he was pretty happy with the way I'd been servicing that gorgeous cock of his. And Kurt had enthusiastically agreed!We pulled back into the parking lot of the motel and as we pulled up to the door of the Presidential Suite, I saw a Latino woman in a maid's uniform come out the door of the unit three down from ours and stuff some.