”Mom asked her, “Are you safe?”“I’m taking the low-dose - to regulate my periods. Rita, I hope you don’t mind if I let Guy come inside my ...pussy.”“Of course not. I will remind you though – if you have his baby, we will expect you to be a part of our family, and raise your baby with us close by.”“I want all of you to come live with me - and we’ll raise our babies together if and when we have them. I have plenty of room and there is no rent or utilities.”“Jessica was telling me about your. “Nice,” he said. “You like that?”“Mmm, yes. Feels good,” I replied.I moved my hand to cup his balls through his jeans. He was already hard. I could feel the heat form him through his jeans. He squeezed my cock through my jeans, then knelt.My mind was racing. He undid my belt and jeans, pushing them down to my ankles; I instinctively stepped out of them. Paul then eased his hand down the front of my pants, touching the base of my cock, then grasping it, at the same time pulling my pants down. Sucking on them brought soft moans from Jean. She took my head into her hands and held my face tightly against her chest. Just above a whisper she said, “That feels so nice.” While sucking and nipping at her nipples, I let my hand wander down to her knees. As I stroked higher and higher up the inside of her thighs, I was pushing her dress up at the same time. Jean spread her legs enough to give me easier access to her panty-covered pussy. Without hurrying, I slowly moved my hand up to her. When I challenged her, she sort to suggest that elderly ladies like her should be treated with respect and not be forced to do menial work. She even tried to suggest that I was already exceeding my role and would petition the vicar for my removal. Seeing the vicar played little part in my appointment, I almost laughed at her but just said, "We will see, Miss Harrington, we will see." I gave her no hint as to what I planned for her.Cook was shocked when I sat at the head of the refectory table.