After about 3 or 4 minutes of this, she sat on the couch, but had me remain standing as she began talking about the maid position I was there to discuss. From the looks of you, I think you’ll be perfect for the job. He kept at it for a few minutes, then closed his eyes, grabbed a handful of tit with both hands, then thrust his hips into my hand that was pumping his shaft. I closed my eyes and moved my hips against his fingers working my clit, and – still stroking his fully erect cock – launched into a tingling climax that made my legs tremble. His cock was about the same size as his father’s already, maybe a little longer. “No problem”, she said, “my husband, Don, can take you home in the evenings.”
She went on to say my job would include getting breakfast started upon arrival; waking their teenage son, Matt, so he wouldn’t be late for school; and keeping the house clean. I was caught by surprise, but had already decided to go along with this, so I allowed her to press my face to her dripping pussy lips, and began licking.
