’‘It’s not me, Alex. It’s you. You have been dedicated and successful but you will have to be more so now. Now it is serious. You or someone c...ould be injured, seriously. But I think you’ve earned the chance to go to that level. But ultimately it is your Mom you have to impress and satisfy. And she is hard to impress.’‘I will, though, b**st. I will. Thank you.’She kissed him on the head, turned and bumped into me. I smiled at her. I said bye to everyone and took Alex by the hand and asked her to. “I’m sure he will,” Heather said.I straightened up the house, made the girls’ beds (with a raging hard-on of course), and cleaned their rooms, killing time for about an hour until I heard a knock on the door.“Well, don’t keep our company waiting. Go answer the door!” Heather commanded before leaving the room.I did and in spite of my rampant humiliation this week, it still embarrassed me to open the door to strangers, naked and erect. Two older ladies were at the door and. His bestial senses told him that the woman's hot cunt was welcoming his attention.Catherine sat up and clamped her thighs firmly together. She reached down and pushed the Alsatian's head away."Stop that, you bad dog!" she snapped.Rex yelped in confusion. Catherine stared at him in amazement. But she was more amazed by her own reactions than by the dog's actions. His tongue had felt so good! Why, if she hadn't stopped him in time, she might well have creamed on that doggy tongue! The very idea. It makes the viewing even more erotic.The oil filter is stuck tight, tough to break loose. Charlene can't break it loose even with her new filter wrench.I bend down surrounding Charlene's shoulders spooning against her back. My arms reach under hers, press in, lifting her breasts, teasing the tips against her blouse. My hands guide hers on the filter wrench. Charlene shrugs to rub her breasts on my arm. The invite to caress her breasts is clear but my hands are grimy with engine dirt and oil. I.