“Well…yea…she did say that she was a guest here at the house.” “Uh hmm,” my father replied. “And she made you breakfast, ‘a really good breakfast’, to use your own words, and you didn’t say ‘Thank you’?” Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and lingerie the point that my father was digging at. “Well son,” my father continued as the typing in the background stepped up to a fevered pace, “I can’t say that I blame her for being a bit upset with you. Whether she was a maid or not that was rude on your part…” “But DAD…” I started to exclaim before he cut me off. “But you are jerking right,” he continued as the typing in the background came to another abrupt halt, “she pov should not have said that out loud. I will have a word with her when I get home.” “That’s all I ask.” I responded as I prepared to hang up the phone. “In blowjob the meantime,” my father stated with a rather good amount of sternness to his voice, “You go and tell that young lady thank you for the meal. Do you read me?” I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit card to buy $600 worth of junk food and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gaming night here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will check with Lissa to make sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to have to eat a bit of crow on my birthday. “Yes sir.” I responded. “Good man,” my dad answered with an air of confidence in his voice. “I’ll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few tasks to do today handjob so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a nice young lady.” And with that said my father hung up the phone. Wow…this was going to suck. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a while but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to happen on my birthday? I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed out into the house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to make the plate of crow I had to eat taste really bad and I did not look forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to find them both empty. A week after I returned from my trip the cab pulled over in my front yard paid him then take out my house key before I could unlock the front door then suddenly Lyn opened the door beautiful as always wearing a red halter top matching red mid thigh shorts. I gave in to my urges and I fell to blowjob one side as I reached back with my right hand to grab my own slime coated cock and started beating myself off, making my climax return even higher, my seminal gland spasming anew against Kings thrumming boulder living pov in my ass. She said it would depend on the men and how she felt at the time. Well, now watch me again.” She slipped her panties right down, her foot hooked them, then they were off. He passed her an envelope, with what appeared to be bills inside. They lay like that for awhile and then as lingerie Sean goes limp he handjob pulls out of her and she rolls over on top of him and puts her head on his chest. “In the other guy’s butt.” He replied matter- of- factly. Her pussy and asshole at a sharp point on one end and on the other end her head centered between her calves. Next morning when I went into the restaurant she already had my coffee on the table standing there with a huge smile on her face and for the fist time since jerking I knew her had fresh make up on.. Just then, Cynthia looked over at Don and quickly winked her eye at him. Grabbing her ass in my hands I squeeze, pulling her back towards me as we fuck.