"Oooooohhhh..." Hunter whined. "Are you sure we can't?" I'm sure," Madison said."OK, I'll do you first," Hunter said. He dove down and began rubbing, ...caressing, licking and kissing her sensitive breasts. After a few minutes Hunter had Madison lay back and spread herself open for him. He sat between her legs and started rubbing her pussy lips and clitoris. When she was excited enough he finger fucked her. It was a little messy but Madison loved it. The blood would wash off so Hunter continued.. I was most surprised, when I heard from her again, three or four months later. The ladies were meeting again, at the home of another one of them, and I was invited to join them, in a similar capacity as before. This time, when I arrived, I was put under no illusions as to my purpose. I was to be more than the naked housemaid, than the naked waiter, although I was expected to attend to both chores. Things proceeded much as before, with the conversation noisy when I was not in the room, but which. I crook my finger at her and grin.The bitch demands breakfast instead! What am I, a serving maid? If she didn’t think to feed herself before, tough! I tell her that, adding a snooty remark about eating sausages all night.Suddenly she’s flying across the room at me. Screaming. Grabbing my hair.Oh goody! Morning exercise!Seizing her arm, I spin her around causing the towels to drop. Good. That gives me a better view.Pulling her tight against me I feel her body, warm and moist from the shower. I. It hangs on the front porch so we can hear the chimes when the wind blows. I take it in when we get a storm, because we had one rod that was broken when the wind blew a little too hard during one storm. That one was even a metal one. We later found out we had a wind shear from a tornado that came close to our area.We also found a mahogany side table that fits perfectly beside my wife's electric recliner. Boy, she hates it when the power goes off and she is reclined. Our grandson, Stephen,.