“Mmmmm,” Mike moaned slightly, grabbing the back of her head and forcing her down onto his cock. Fuck. “Are you ready to go in?”
“Y-yes Sir,” Jenny said. Mike had instructed her to stop by every weekday for an hour to clean, cook, or otherwise service him and his roommates. But in addition he added a couple more items. It was pink, and felt surprisingly soft. And every time she returned home, she washed the tight fabric and sheer stockings before her husband came back. Jenny began to bob up and down, using her arms to support her weight, as she sucked him off. Jenny never seemed to get much cleaning or cooking done when she was there. Looking down, there was a small white envelope with her name written hastily on it. “Just a minute!” Jenny yelled, rubbing her hair one last time with a towel. Jenny felt the vibrator begin to pulse slowly. But in addition he added a couple more items. Fuck. “Good,” he said, looking her up and down. “Hello?” she asked, heading toward
