Rosie sat with her base up on the balcony rail looking out over the swimming pool and the carefully manicured gardens and said out meretricious to herself, ‘ life has treated me OK I guess."Today was her 40th birthday, not that she had told anyone, and when she first arrived in United States from England just under ten years ago, she would never have expected to be here looking out over a millionaire 's landscaped gardens, in a luxurious rooms, sipping a cocktail. ‘ OK'she thought to herself, ‘ it may not be mine but I get full use of it, the pay is honest and the work is not hard at all, so must n't grumble.'and with that Rosie drained the cocktail and removed her clothes fix for bed. Before she put her nightgown on, she happened to glanced in the full-length mirror and she twisted from side to side as she appraised her consistency thoughtfully reasonably happy with what she saw. She knew at 120lb she could do to shed a few pounds from her 4'11"” diminutive frame but it wasn't bad for a woman of her age. She weighed each of her breast in her hands jiggling them at her reflection glad the sag wasn't that swell for her 34C breasts, and finally looking over her shoulder patted her ass nerve with a murmur to herself,"demand to get on that treadmill girl."Poking a tongue out at the reflection of the elfin brass with curt neat Brown University hair and twinkling dark-green middle that looked back at her.

Rosie was a full-time occupational therapist employed by chow and Lynsey Thomas and had been with them for the last ten eld looking after Jeff their only son. Jeff was turning 30 in a few hebdomad and was a handsome young man with a dandy personality and a grin that would plow many caput. The main challenge that Jeff faced in life was that following a car accident over 20 year ago he was paralysed and had lost the use of his stage and confined to a wheelchair. Coupled with that price to his nervous system also meant that from time to clip his workforce went into spasms making fine motor mastery difficult, if not impossible on juncture He was as incisive as a pin mentally and many times Rosie would find out herself marvelling at his powers of sentiment and laughing at his fast cracking humor, often self-deprecating.

Rosie was a perfect fit for the Thomas's as she had worked in a spinal combat injury renewal unit in England before moving to US, coupled with that experience she had excellent credit and more than sufficient qualifications for the purpose. Her obligation weren't onerous as all she had to do was care for Jeff and stimulate his life as comfortable as possible, the cooking and cleansing was done by early staff who the doubting Thomas's employed in their large sprawling residence.

Sabbatum dark was his special night as this was when he would have a bed bathtub with his favourite special soap he had bought online and of course of action not being able to use his manpower for intricate evasive action it meant Rosie would consume to rinse him everywhere including his genitals. Rosie didn't mind really and Jeff would act non-fussed as she would make for sure there was a good swither on his nut and putz as she worked it up and down, and often he had a raging hard on when she left. She would often wonder to herself what happened after she had gone in regard of being able to grip, but Jeff never complained, in fact he always seemed slow down and happy on Billy Sunday cockcrow. The soap itself was a bit unknown as it wasn't so much a bar of goop but more than like the tub of thick-skulled cream that is sometimes used in billet of surd soap. To her nose it smelt funny but Jeff always insisted on it, saying it helped his nerve ending and Ben seemed to love the feeling as well as he was always sniffing at Rosie as she left the room.

Ben was Jeff's ever close companion for the finis 5 eld, a massive black Labrador that must have weighed over 80lb and had a head that was bigger than a bowling clump. He had the most rattling bass Robert Brown eyes and would often just lay there as Rosie entered the room would unfold one eye, observe her and then go back to sleep. The only time the dog's demeanour changed was on Saturday night when he would trip the light fantastic around like a pup and more than once get so disturb, he would barge into Rosie as he cavorted around the room with his tongue hanging out, panting and sniffing.

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Saturday evening came around as rule and Rosie went to Jeff's room to undertake their every week ritual bed bathroom. Jeff was already lying on the bed as she entered and before she could speak he said,"Really sorry Rosie my implements of war are playing up frightful again,"trying to front sheepish as he laid back with a repugn flavour on his grimace. Rosie idly wondered to herself whether she should reach Jeff a ‘ Happy Ending'as it was so amusingly referred to in flick and books, though he had never asked for it or even hinted that he was interested. Rosie was pretty sure he wasn't gay as she had seen glimpse of some of the ikon and television he had stored on his electronic computer, some of which were of great pastime to Rosie, though she hid it well.

What no one in the Thomas family knew was exactly why she had moved to America, sure they knew she had got divorced and it was bitter but she had always closed the guinea pig down and said she her husband wasn't very intellect. As she got the towel and water ready, she still remembered her husband Robert's face when he had walked in unexpectedly to their marital bedroom to see her being two-base hit penetrated by two very well-endowed black men, with the third doing his level proficient to expire her with his equally as boastfully hammer. What came out later was that it wasn't just those three that caused the problem, it was the fact that it was a different three well-endowed black men every workweek when Henry M. Robert went to his local golf game nine. The scandal would suffer been dire had the tale got out and to quiet down things up Robert's family line had paid her wellspring provided the divorcement was quick, quiet and she moved out of the country, never to be heard of again.

In was Robert's family line who had got her the introduction to the Thomas's and the non-disclosure agreement she had signed in retort for the very generous settlement was as weewee tight as it could be. Provided she kept her mouth shut and didn't get married she would get a monthly income for the rest of her sprightliness, which meant, when added to her generous earnings she was very comfortable. Once a year she would take a vacation to one of the Caribbean Sea islands, while Jeff went away with his parents and a topical anaesthetic agency nursemaid. There Rosie would spend two weeks being fucked senseless by as many large calamitous cocks as she could find.

Washing Jeff thoroughly as he chattered, Rosie started to work on his cock and musket ball bringing him to a good erection and Rosie found her mind wandering. Whilst not as big as what she normally enjoyed, at eight inches Jeff was impressive enough to give Rosie the odd improper thought. Just as she was wondering if she should cover him Ben decided to get in on the act and jumped up at Rosie and knocked her to the earth tipping the bowl of water everywhere in the process, though most of it went over Rosie."Ben stop it now,"Rosie squealed as she tried to push the heavy dog away and eventually managed to stand but her clothes were slightly ripped and soaked through.

"Oh gawd, I am so gloomy,"Jeff said and looked almost close-fitting to weeping,"please don't tell my parents I will pay for you clothes."

"Don't concern about it,"said Rosie composing herself,"it 's only a uniform which your parents pay for anyway, but I need to get changed and I think we are about done here anyway."

When Rosie got back to her suite she stripped off her soaking uniform and went to wrap herself in a large tweed towelling robe, ready to have a tub, when seeing her reflection in the mirror she let out a little squeak and her bridge player flew to her throat in horror. Instead of seeing the small-scale argent substance shaped locket that normally nestled there, a 21st birthday present from her departed parents, there was just bare flesh. Pulling the robe on quickly Rosie started to construct her stone's throw back to Jeff's way scanning the base for any house of it. When she got to Jeff's sleeping accommodation door, convinced it would be inside somewhere no doubt pulled off when that big clumsy dog that had barged into her, she paused pressing her ear against the doorway not wanting to see Jeff in a compromising situation.

"Oh yes that tactile property dependable,"she heard Jeff moan and Rosie had to stifle a giggle and then seeing the doorway was slightly ajar decided to stimulate a peep before she knocked. Through the gap in the door she could see Jeff's reflection in the mirror and he had moved back to his chair and was sitting in it naked. What was strange was that Ben's big shaggy head was buried in his lap and Jeff was patting his head as he murmured words of boost.

Jeff eyes were closed as he stroked Ben's bushy caput and the dog licked his turncock and balls, the jolty tongue sending him godforsaken as it slurped along his raging hard on. Jeff had been sceptical when he had first off read about the max, but knew from experience that Ben went wild for the taste and smell which is why he got Rosie to use it. The tongue was pushing Jeff towards a orgasm as Ben licked harder, not sucking just thrashing, and Jeff tried to plagiarise himself and incline back a piffling to allow Ben access to his Lucille Ball. With trouble he got himself to a position which allowed the dog to lick his Lucille Ball as he worked his cock with his hand, his natural action getting faster and faster, though gripping wasn't always easy. Then with an Jehovah groan he spurted cum up and onto his manus and cock, the seed dribbling down his balls to be eagerly licked off by Ben to the content moans from Jeff.

Rosie could hardly rest as she watched the panorama, the robe had fallen open and her nipples were as hard as chapel hat pegs. With one hand twisting a teat and the early rubbing her moist twat Rosie's gaze was transfixed. Not on Jeff's exploding tool but on the huge angry red turncock that was hanging down under Ben like a blunt veiny salami. Rosie found herself wondering what the watery pre-cum would actually smack like as it dripped onto the floor and to her surprise, she found herself licking her lips. Reaching with her hand further Rosie inserted three fingers into her aching cunt but the natural action of leaning forward caused her to sweep against the room access resulting in it swinging slowly exposed, leaving Rosie & Jeff staring at each other.

"Oh my God sorry,"blurted Rosie removing her finger and pulling her robe rung herself quickly ready to run back to her room and try to act like it never happened.

"You have seen, so come in ... NOW !"said Jeff, the lowest word issued as a command.

Something clicked in Rosie's brain and she obediently stepped into the and opened her back talk to justify again but Jeff simply held up his deal and said,"Silence."

Rosie stood there trembling not sure what to do or say and when Jeff spoke again quietly,"Remove the robe."

"What ?"blurted Rosie as she stood frozen to the fleck as her brain reeled trying to check that she had heard him correctly.

Jeff stared intently at Rosie, locking eyes with her in a battle of will as he repeated more slowly and firmly,"remove ... your ... robe ... so Ben ... can be intimate you."

Jeff's heart was pounding inside his chest and he hoped none of the jumpiness he felt inside had shown in his articulation. He knew at the moment he had seen Rosie's face revealed at the room access, catching him in the act with his dog, he had to bluff it out. There was muteness in the room and even Ben had stopped and was sitting patiently by his superior's feet, his angry red prick twitching and leaking as they both watched Rosie.

Jeff stifled the suspiration of stand-in as Rosie shrugged the gown from her shoulder joint and let it fall to a puddle at her feet standing naked in the middle of the room, trembling slightly though Jeff couldn't Tell if it was from fear on anticipation."On all quaternity ... quickly."Jeff said sharply and to his joy Rosie dropped obediently and presented her ass in the air.

Ben padded over curiously and started to sniff wondering if Rosie wanted to wager wrestle but she remained still so he contented himself with sniffing as she smelt dissimilar. As he moved slowly round her Jeff shuffled in the drawer before bringing out the scoop and wheeled his way across the way to behind Rosie. Unscrewing the top with a niggling difficulty, he took a generous dollop and smeared it across her ass nerve and made sure he covered from her anal whiz down to her pussy lips. Ben was poking his nose in as he got a whiff of his favourite odour and once Jeff had refastened the lid he followed his nose to where the smell was strongest.

"Oh ... my ... screwing ... God,"Rosie blurted out as Ben's long rough in glossa started lapping at her crack, delving deep into her pussy and dragging along her anal adept,"that tone amazing."As Ben continued to lick deeply along Rosie's pussy and ass, she found herself pushing back to his tongue making pocket-sized sound in the back of her throat as the champion coursed through her body.

Jeff watched from his chair, every so often moving around a little to get a unspoilt view of the activity. He had retrieved his phone from its carry sack on his chair and after a footling bit of fumbling, manged to get the picture working. Even though he had recently cum he could feel his shaft starting to jerk and with a dry rima oris he croaked,"Let him get it on you."Coughing to earn his throat and get some moistness in his throat, he said a little more loudly,"I said let him fuck you."

Rosie looked up at the phone, her eyes glazed over with luxuria as she focused on Jeff's semi-erect cock and crawling over, followed by Ben, she took Jeff's cock into her script and licked at the caput collecting the pre-cum on her clapper."Yes Ben, fuck me hard,"Rosie moaned,"I want to feel your big bow-wow dick in me."Her Bible made Jeff's dick twitch More and Rosie carried on, her representative laden with emotion,"use me, I want to cum on your turncock like a bitch in heat,"and then Rosie swallowed Ben's putz as abstruse as she could into her warm wet mouth.

Ben could feel Rosie working on his cock and her words were still ringing in his ears as he said,"OK Ben this is your present moment, piece of ass her."Ben ignored Jeff at showtime and carried on licking tasting the live on of the liquid ecstasy along with Rosie 's juices that were now flowing freely. The taste and the flavour triggered something deep in Ben's subconscious and he rose up and mounted Rosie.

Rosie let out a swoosh of air round Jeff's pecker as she felt the system of weights of Ben up on her back and the soft rub of his affectionate fur as he jabbed his slippery cock purely by instinct. Not sure what to do, Rosie continued to suck on Jeff's now firmly cock, bracing herself against the poke. Then it happened, Ben's red tip found Rosie's diffuse wet pussy lips and with an Lord thrusting he buried his cock deep into Rosie.

"OH YESSSSssssss,"Rosie one-half shouted, half moaned as she felt Ben's stopcock open up her up. Deeper and deeper he went, until Rosie could experience something pressing against her kitty-cat lips stopping it going further. It wasn't the long cock she had ever had inside her but it ranked as one of the slurred Rosie thought to herself but then all noetic thought was driven from her mastermind as Ben started to sleep with her. Never had she been fucked so hard and so intensely in such a unawares quad of clip. Ben pistoned into her like a machine, his cock slamming back and forward sending Rosie into raptures of orgasms as she experienced the most intense nooky of her life. Rosie was in heaven and didn't think t could get any better when she felt something bigger trying to get into her, before she could record what was happening, a blinding flash lamp of painfulness shot through her mastermind as Ben pushed his burl inside her. By instinct her cunt closed over the knot, trapping Ben inside and to ensure he remained tied in Ben's air mile started to tumesce even further.

Jeff was still holding the sound and was switching between pellet of Rosie sucking his dick to trying to capture Ben knotting with Rosie. From the groan emanating from Rosie's throat he guessed that Ben was pumping her full moon of cum and this thought made him shoot his bit load of the eve into Rosie 's lip.

Rosie nearly choked as Jeff squirted into her throat and at the same metre, she could feel Ben spurting cryptic inside her pussycat, spraying her with lovesome seed. Rosie yelped as Ben suddenly turned and stood ass to ass with her but the throbbing knot inside her didn't stop as Rosie felt yet Thomas More cum spurt into her.

Jeff had finished and had managed to capture the aspect if the two of them turned and locked, so he moved to get the camera close to Rosie's face to capture for the future tense, her look of pure contentment and joy.

Rosie looked up and saw her locket was under the bed and made a mental note of hand to collect it once she was free., and then turning her attention to Jeff she giggled into the camera as she said,"you won't need your camera as you will be able to watch out this live every workweek from now on. ”