.. well... no, there's no excuse. Do you want me to stop... I mean, with her?" No Mike. I know that men like young girls... but it's kind of insulting...." C'mon Delores... You know there's nobody better than you... and I love you. I love Mabel too, but it's different." Do you know if she's tried it with anyone else?" It was Saturday and their cheerleader daughter was off to the football game. Mike's hand was up under his wife' skirt and he was on the way to quelling Delores' doubts about her. Don't be long."Two voices said, "Yes mistress," and the girls hurried off.The two women came back after ten minutes with an older woman scowling at them as they left the washroom. They quickly sat and Sandra asked, "Cassy, did you clean my slut well?" She has a problem mistress. I clean her up then she did as she was ordered then she was wet again. An old woman suspects what we were doing." That's fine. Now eat your meal. You have to hurry to get back on time."Cassy was only a few minutes late.. It was 11:00, and I thought Linda might have needed a ride home if she had been drinking.[Linda] Party ran late. You ok? [Me] Fine. You coming home?[Linda] Still want your fantasy? [Me] ???[Linda] Michael wants to play. ok? [Me] Play what?[Linda] With me. ok? [Me] dunno. for real?[Linda] For real [Me] dunno[Linda] Please? NO fucking [Me] You tipsy?[Linda] No booze here - a dry party [Me] dunno[Linda] Tell you about it. The water washed the soap from his cock leaving him squeaky clean. When I stood again, Thomas soaped my breasts and gently massaged them until I was like putty in his hands. Oh God he could have asked me to do anything at that moment and I'd have consented with a smile. His cock was sticking into my stomach now, no longer a semi, he had a throbbing hard-on. He leant back against the wall and, arms wrapped around me he lifted me, then lowered me down onto his cock; I held its tip and guided him.