In particular the laundry.Dr. Zaaijer wanted jack to do the laundry by himself every week. Hewanted Jack to become more familiar with the clothing of... his family. Hewanted Jack to pay attention to the fashions of his women, not just cleanthe clothes. He wanted Jack to take his time and hand-wash their pantiesand undergarments. He wanted jack to think about the clothes as hewashed them. At first Jack would think sexy thoughts about his wife'slingerie as he had before, but then he would start. The man behind me pulls be back, the last squirts of the dick in my mouth hitting my face. I feel my wrists pulled back as I kneel, still speared by the shaft in my ass, and he leans me back against his chest, his legs between my knees and keeping me spread even as he forces my chest out.The first two have recovered and stand in front of me stroking themselves. They must have enjoyed the show because they quickly add more jism to my face and chest, wiping their cocks on my lips as I lick them. Yes, Hollister, you can write about that. And Ms Stephens, what would you like to look at?" Trollope." Trollope?" The Victorian novelist. I want to look at how he treats Ireland as a colony and the Irish as a colonized race." Fine. How about the rest of you?" I realized that I'd been used to get the class into the appropriate mood. I'd never thought about teaching method. This was a style as good as telling stories, drawing from the group rather than talking to the group. Really. Mr. Payne’s cock jerked and swelled, getting hard. He wanted that pussy; he wanted to pump the meat to her.As they rose from the dining table to go into the living room, Mr. Payne swept his hand over Diana’s rump, rubbing and squeezing the big soft smooth mounds. And when they were in the living room, seated on the big plush sofa and chairs, and Diana went to the kitchen to get more wine, Mr. Payne offered to go with her to help her. There he came up behind her and pressed his crotch upon her.