I was dreaming of my loving husband; his strong hands pushing my head down, as he fucked me from behind…I sighed and moaned softly; as I enjoyed the... calming sensations. My eyes were gently shut; my other arm stretched lazily above my head, as my other naughty fingers were brushing over my hard clit.Suddenly, my peaceful state was torn from me. I felt a strong hand yank my hair, whipping my resting head up and back; as another large hand clasped over my mouth. I gasped and my body jerked with. “Jesus,” he thought, “what am I doing, time to get out before things get stupid.”Her fingers were running through is hair, holding him, gently massaging his scalp. She held him by his hair and slowly lifted him and pushed him softly away, palm on his forehead. He rose to turn and go. As he did, her tanned arse filled his view. Without thinking, he bent forward and nipped a firm buttock lightly with his teeth.“Ow, very bad dog, very bad....” A light slap on the head.A musky scent filled his. I offered to provide this service for 40 dollars. My first house knock was answered by a woman in her fifties. She was bueatiful and had aged well in my opinion. She excepted my offer, asked if I would consider working everyday for the first week, doing odd things around the house, which had been neglected since her husband of thirty years had left her 4 years prior. I agreed, and cut the grass that day. After I completed the work, she brought me a huge glass of ice water, handed me 60. I was jobless now and so I agreed immediately. This morning, I left my house and headed straight for her house which was just near the corner. When I finally reached her house, she greeted me with arms opened wide. We entered the house and sat on the sofa. She passed a cup of coffee to me but she juiced an orange for her breakfast. I nestled down on the big sofa and began to drink the coffee."Janet, I..." Susan began but the doorbell began to ring. Susan sighed and walked away.Soon, Susan.