He stops no hesitation. “Back up on your knees” He gets back up on his knees. “Spread your legs” He spreads his legs. “Oh my….someone a...ppears to like this.” The Voice says. She is speaking louder but still breathy and he is not certain it’s her or not…but if it’s not her, who could it be? A cool hand brushes his balls and he sucks in a breath…cool fingers glide up his shaft. A hand grasps him and strokes him, once…twice…and is gone. He feels something soft and light across his back. It. "What if they call the police! What if I get arrested! Can you imagine how this would look in the papers? 'Transvestite, fugitive English Nanny sex offender arrested and charged with fraud!'"Suddenly, Ken started to hyperventilate. Images of courtrooms, death threats, photographers, and jail cells flashed through his head."Oh shit..."Ken clutched at his chest. "Oh no..."A wave of vertigo and nausea overwhelmed him. Ken stumbled, and then collapsed to the floor, gasping, frantic, his heart. She then took my cock and guided it to Angie's wet tight hole. I slowly pushed myself into her. Angie's hole was so hot, I could feel her heat all over my loin. I began to increase my pace, shoving my cock balls deep into her wet cunt. Angie began talking short shallow breaths. Monica stood with one hand on my ass, pushing me forward, and the other hand with a finger playing with Angie's asshole. Monica then pulled my cock out and began to suck it."No! What? Fuck me, put it back in! Put it in. Especially pretty young girls, they’re not interested,” he said. He was using a syrupy tone and winked at me. I felt myself blushing for some odd reason.“Well, this sounds perfect. I’m hoping to move in soon if that’s possible.” “Of course it is. Let me show you the room for rent, silly - we haven’t got there yet have we? and you can make a final decision about whether or not it’s your kind of place.” It was a simple roomy and light bay windowed room for rent. It had some furnishings that.