" I said.Everyone seemed to move at once with a purpose and direction to go to.I came back to the kitchen about an hour later to find a fresh pot of c...offee. There was noise from the laundry room so I looked inside. The nude voluptuous Maria and smaller Anita were busily folding clothes and towels. They looked sweet in their domestic roles. I didn't disturb their conversation as they discussed kids. Looking outside I could see the five kids playing what looked like croquet. Jorge was swinging. The first time I met Hans, we were quickly introduced just before a board meeting began. He gave a negligible bow, a quick grip of my hand, and then more or less treated me like furniture.I found out later that he had found me appealing, and that his cock had stiffened when we were introduced – but I didn’t learn that until much later. At the time, I was disappointed. Men normally respond to me when I flirt with them, but he seemed immune, and that both irritated and bothered me.I, on the other. She had dreamed of this at night. She couldn’t believe what he had told her! He wanted her, and perhaps she could be free to be someone new with him, to learn what she had been missing for two decades. She felt the wetness in her pussy just thinking of it. She ached, and hoped he would touch her there soon. He kissed her for long minutes, passionately and insistently. His every touch was full of emotion. He was in control of her at every turn. His hand moved to her throat as they continued to. Looking back at her face, she was giggling. She then moved forward over my face and let another huge squirt of warm pee directly on to my face and in my mouth. The strength of the flow started to recede, also started wander across my body, leaning down Kirsty then started to lick around my face and down my breasts, whilst the hot flow was still cascading down to my stockings. “Daddy, this is lovely, do you want some”, pulling at his shirt she pulled him to join in. Seeing the two of them.