“So, you are okay with Cherie and me…” his voice trailed off. “Doing it?” her mother asked, finishing his sentence. “Well, Mr. Brooks, we ...both feel safe with you, plus you’re rather hunky, in a mature kind of way. Perhaps you wouldn’t mind if I joined the two of you after dinner?” The old man found himself blushing like a schoolboy at the mother’s bold but appealing suggestion. “My name is Alice, by the way. I suppose I should have mentioned that earlier,” she said, as Cherie bound into the. How does that sound?"I didn't know where to start, but I agreed that I would like to be ablonde, I'd like two holes in each ear and whatever style she thoughtwould be right was all right with me. "Okay let's get to work, the only thing I won't do is show you how youlook until we are all done. Deal?"I nodded in agreement as she put a cape around my neck and went to work.She was very chatty and told me all about her brother and how he lovedfeminine things, makeup, lingerie and beauty salons! He. We have a lot of time” she replied. “ I want some of that fat cock” she said and added “ I have not had any that thick for quite a while”. My ego just inflated beyond imagination when I heard that!“Clean me up” she ordered. I stared to get up and go get a towel but she grabbed my arm and said “Where are you going?”. I looked at her blankly. “So you know a lot do you???” “Clean me up means get down there and lick your cum off my pussy, dumbass”. I had just assumed she wanted a proper, soap and. It was Liz who she was really jealous of. Her house was always clean, but her husband Ed, helped her."Oh how I wish David would help out a little sometimes," she lamented, as she tiredly put the second load of laundry into the washing machine. Of course he would never stoop to do anything as menial as "woman's work" as he called it.She remembered the night she'd asked him to help with the dishes. They'd had some friends over for dinner, and there was a pretty good stack of them piled in the.