They are dirty, so I will scrub them." Oh no, you don't need to..." I began to protest, but she just acted like she didn't hear me and got down on her... hands and knees and began to scrub the hardwood in the kitchen. She turned away so I had a beautiful view of her ass in the yoga pants she wore. It was all I could do to not pull out my dick and start to stroke it. When she was done with the kitchen and brought her bucket into the dining room I said, "I feel like I should be paying you extra!". No stress. No crying or screaming. There was no one arguing or struggling. “I wonder if it is this way all the way through?” Gus thought. At ten thirty, Margaret came through the door and the only thing that Gus noticed was that her feet and lower legs were wet. Grabbing a towel, she dried them while talking to Helen, who indicated another group to move down the line.Getting ready to leave, Nancy approached Gus. “I was told to ask you to please do us a favor. Can you have your next load already. We stayed and chatted with the boys a bit longer and had one moredrink, but soon my horniness overtook polite conversation and this timeI wanted my new friend. We had been rubbing each other's legs with ourhands, enjoying the feel of nylon, and I leaned over and whispered toher that I was ready to leave. She smiled at the gentlemen, andexplained to them that we unfortunately had to head home, but thatperhaps we might enjoy their company another time, and only if it wasan all-girl's night out.. You needed to feel me filling you again. You needed to feel the warmth of my manhood inside you. You needed me to completely dominate you! You needed it now! Right now!You made up your mind about what would happen next and quickly stood up, letting a flood of our combined cum rush out of your perfect vagina. The feeling of us running down your leg excited you even further, as you grabbed my hand and said “follow me!” I did so very gladly. Once we made our way to your bedroom, you quickly turned.