Lianne peed again, her golden rain hitting my arm. I struggled to get away but Ali touched the sole of my foot and I sprung forward and collapsed on ...top of Lianne. She gave no resistance and I wondered what was next in stll for me as she parted her thighs a little more. Then it happened! As we wriggled about, my penis found it’s way accidentally into Lianne. Her cunt was so wet, I had no trouble ramming it home. Lianne’s eyes’ widened and her arms enclosed around my back as she moved her. As I lay there, my eyes closed, I was thinking about Aunt Lydia. My hard cock was in my hand and I was slowly stroking myself, my thoughts focused on the image of Lydia's naked body in the shower, the only shower in our house, the water cascading down over her shoulders and breasts, her nipples as hard as rocks. I think that she knew that I was watching her through the window, spying on her if you will, and yet somehow I rationalized that a 38 year old divorced woman would be turned on by. They'd probably known eachother all along. They were obviously having an affair. I wondered ifI'd been cuckolded. And now they were turning me into their maid.Which - oh, shit! - meant Mr. Hunter almost certainly knew that Iwasn't a real girl. He'd probably known that all along, too. When didJessica's mysterious Tuesday night meetings start? Right about thetime Brock hired me as his secretary. Was she meeting with him? Likein a bar... or a hotel room?How and when had they met? I didn't know.. ." You "Shh, Shh, Shhh you dont wanna wake your bunky , just relax as I suck your toes, dont move, slurp-slurp-slurp- ummm, now run your big toe in and out my mouth, mmmn- yepmm- thats it, now Im going to run babyoil on them and run them up to my titties, you like when I say titties dont you J.V." i "Yes." Then you climbed on top of me and turned me over. You "Let me pull your underwear down, so I can spread your ass cheeks and clean that asshole out dry again - lurp - Lapp- lappa - lurp, God.