Rosie sat with her feet up on the balcony rails looking out over the swimming pool and the carefully manicured gardens and said out loud to herself, ‘ life has treated me OK I guess."Today was her 40th natal day, not that she had told anyone, and when she first arrived in U.S. 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 entourage, sipping a cocktail. ‘ OK'she thought to herself, ‘ it may not be mine but I get full use of it, the pay is serious and the work is not tough at all, so must n't grumble.'and with that Rosie drained the cocktail and removed her clothes cook for bed. Before she put her nightie on, she happened to peek in the full-length mirror and she twisted from position to side as she appraised her consistence thoughtfully reasonably happy with what she saw. She knew at 120lb she could do to cast off 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 breasts in her hands jiggling them at her thoughtfulness happy the sag wasn't that great for her 34C knocker, and finally looking over her shoulder joint patted her ass cheeks with a muttering to herself,"motivation to get on that salt mine girl."Poking a natural language out at the observation of the elfin face with shortsighted straight brown tomentum and twinkling green middle that looked back at her.

Rosie was a full-time occupational healer employed by chow and Lynsey Thomas and had been with them for the last ten years looking after Jeff their only son. Jeff was turning 30 in a few weeks and was a handsome young man with a great personality and a smile that would grow many heads. The briny challenge that Jeff faced in life was that following a car accident over 20 years ago he was paralysed and had lost the use of his legs and confined to a wheelchair. Coupled with that damage to his neural system also meant that from meter to time his hands went into cramp making all right motor ascendency difficult, if not unsufferable on function He was as sharp as a pin mentally and many multiplication Rosie would find herself marvelling at his powers of idea and laughing at his fast cracking sense of humour, often self-deprecating.

Rosie was a utter fit for the Thomas's as she had worked in a spinal anaesthesia injury reclamation unit in England before moving to America, coupled with that experience she had excellent references and more than sufficient qualification for the office. Her obligation weren't onerous as all she had to do was care for Jeff and make his life as well-off as possible, the cookery and cleaning was done by other faculty who the Thomas's employed in their large sprawling mansion.

Sabbatum nighttime was his especial night as this was when he would have got a bed Bath with his darling limited liquid ecstasy he had bought online and of course not being able to use his hands for intricate manoeuvres it meant Rosie would have to moisten him everywhere including his genitalia. Rosie didn't brain really and Jeff would act non-fussed as she would wee sure there was a effective stew on his balls and cock as she worked it up and down, and often he had a raging hard on when she left. She would often inquire to herself what happened after she had gone in respect of being able to grip, but Jeff never complained, in fact he always seemed relaxed and well-chosen on Sunday mornings. The max itself was a bit unknown as it wasn't so much a bar of grievous bodily harm but more like the tub of thick pick that is sometimes used in place of heavily easy lay. To her nose it smelt funny remark but Jeff always insisted on it, saying it helped his boldness endings and Ben seemed to have it off the smell as well as he was always sniffing at Rosie as she left the room.

Ben was Jeff's ever close companion for the last 5 years, a massive total darkness Labrador that must experience weighed over 80lb and had a pass that was cock-a-hoop than a bowling egg. He had the most wonderful late brown eyes and would often just lay there as Rosie entered the room would open one eye, observe her and then go back to slumber. The alone fourth dimension the dog's demeanour changed was on Saturday night when he would trip the light fantastic around like a puppy and more than once get so agitated, he would thrust ahead 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 normal and Rosie went to Jeff's elbow room to attempt their every week ritual bed bath. Jeff was already lying on the bed as she entered and before she could talk he said,"Really sorry Rosie my arm are playing up nasty again,"trying to depend sheepish as he laid back with a contended look on his face. Rosie idly wondered to herself whether she should give Jeff a ‘ Happy termination'as it was so amusingly referred to in films and books, though he had never asked for it or even hinted that he was worry. Rosie was pretty surely he wasn't gay as she had seen coup d'oeil of some of the pictures and videos he had stored on his computer, some of which were of bang-up interest to Rosie, though she hid it well.

What no one in the Thomas home knew was exactly why she had moved to United States of America, sure they knew she had got divorced and it was bitter but she had always closed the subject down and said she her husband wasn't very understanding. As she got the towel and piss ready, she still remembered her husband Robert's typeface when he had walked in unexpectedly to their matrimonial bedchamber to see her being double penetrated by two very sonsy black men, with the third doing his level unspoiled to choke her with his equally as large cock. 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 hebdomad when Robert went to his topical anesthetic golf club. The scandal would receive been terrible had the story got out and to hush matter up Robert's crime syndicate had paid her well provided the divorcement was quick, quiet and she moved out of the land, never to be heard of again.

In was Robert's family who had got her the entry to the Thomas's and the non-disclosure understanding she had signed in return for the very generous settlement was as H2O 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 period of her life, which meant, when added to her generous wage she was very comfy. Once a year she would take a holiday to one of the Caribbean Sea islands, while Jeff went away with his parents and a topical anesthetic office nurse. There Rosie would pass two calendar week being fucked senseless by as many turgid black rooster as she could determine.

wash Jeff thoroughly as he chattered, Rosie started to work on his prick and balls bringing him to a wide-cut erecting 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 wrong thought. Just as she was wondering if she should regale him Ben decided to get in on the act and jumped up at Rosie and knocked her to the primer tipping the bowling ball of water everywhere in the unconscious process, though near 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 dress were slightly ripped and soaked through.

"Oh gawd, I am so sorry,"Jeff said and looked almost close to crying,"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 undifferentiated 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 enwrap herself in a large Edward Douglas White Jr. towelling robe, cook to have a bath, when seeing her reflection in the mirror she let out a little squeak and her mitt flew to her throat in repugnance. Instead of seeing the small silver medal heart shaped locket that normally nestled there, a 21st birthday present tense from her departed parents, there was just plain flesh. Pulling the robe on quickly Rosie started to retrace her footfall back to Jeff's room scanning the trading floor for any sign of it. When she got to Jeff's chamber room access, convinced it would be inside somewhere no dubiety pulled off when that big clumsy dog that had barged into her, she paused pressing her ear against the door not wanting to catch Jeff in a compromising state of affairs.

"Oh yes that tactile property good,"she heard Jeff moan and Rosie had to stifle a giggle and then seeing the doorway was slightly ajar decided to have a peek before she knocked. Through the gap in the threshold she could see Jeff's expression in the mirror and he had moved back to his death 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 encouragement.

Jeff eyes were closed as he stroked Ben's shaggy pass and the dog licked his cock and egg, the rough tongue sending him raving mad as it slurped along his raging hard on. Jeff had been sceptical when he had first read about the soap, but knew from experience that Ben went state of nature for the taste and smell which is why he got Rosie to use it. The tongue was pushing Jeff towards a climax as Ben licked harder, not sucking just licking, and Jeff tried to lift himself and lean back a small to allow Ben admission to his balls. With difficulty he got himself to a position which allowed the dog to lick his balls as he worked his cock with his hand, his action at law getting faster and faster, though gripping wasn't always easy. Then with an almighty groan he spurted cum up and onto his handwriting and dick, the seed dribbling down his musket ball to be eagerly licked off by Ben to the contented moan from Jeff.

Rosie could hardly emit as she watched the vista, the robe had fallen open and her nipples were as tough as chapel hat nog. With one hand twisting a nipple and the other rubbing her moist pussy Rosie's gaze was transfixed. Not on Jeff's exploding tool but on the vast angry red cock that was hanging down under Ben like a blunt veiny salami. Rosie found herself wondering what the watery pre-cum would actually taste like as it dripped onto the floor and to her surprise, she found herself licking her brim. Reaching with her hired hand further Rosie inserted three finger into her hurt pussy but the action of leaning forward caused her to brush against the room access resulting in it swinging slowly open, leaving Rosie & Jeff staring at each other.

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

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

Something clicked in Rosie's brain and she obediently stepped into the and opened her oral fissure to apologise again but Jeff simply held up his mitt and said,"Silence."

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

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

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

Jeff's heart was pounding inside his dresser and he hoped none of the nervousness he felt inside had shown in his part. He knew at the consequence 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 secretiveness in the way and even Ben had stopped and was sitting patiently by his master's fundament, his angry red pecker twitching and leaking as they both watched Rosie.

Jeff stifled the sigh of relief as Rosie shrugged the robe from her berm and let it fall to a puddle at her feet standing naked in the eye of the elbow room, trembling slightly though Jeff couldn't Tell if it was from fear on expectancy."On all foursome ... 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 play 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 draftsman before bringing out the soap and wheeled his way across the room to behind Rosie. Unscrewing the top with a little difficulty, he took a generous dollop and smeared it across her ass cheeks and made sure he covered from her anal mavin down to her puss sassing. Ben was poking his nozzle in as he got a puff of his ducky olfactory property and once Jeff had refastened the lid he followed his olfactory organ to where the smell was strongest.

"Oh ... my ... fucking ... God,"Rosie blurted out as Ben's long rough tongue started lapping at her crack, delving recondite into her kitty and dragging along her anal retentive star,"that feels amazing."As Ben continued to drub deeply along Rosie's snatch and ass, she found herself pushing back to his clapper making small auditory sensation in the back of her throat as the sensations coursed through her body.

Jeff watched from his chair, every so often moving around a little to get a better panorama of the action. He had retrieved his phone from its carry sac on his chair and after a slight bit of fumbling, manged to get the video working. Even though he had recently cum he could feel his rooster starting to twitch and with a dry mouth he croaked,"Let him fuck you."Coughing to sack up his throat and get some dampness in his throat, he said a little more loudly,"I said let him fuck you."

Rosie looked up at the sound, her eyes glazed over with lecherousness as she focused on Jeff's semi-erect shaft and crawling over, followed by Ben, she took Jeff's cock into her hand and licked at the mind collecting the pre-cum on her tongue."Yes Ben, fuck me firmly,"Rosie moaned,"I want to find your big doggie prick in me."Her run-in made Jeff's peter twitch to a greater extent and Rosie carried on, her voice laden with emotion,"use me, I want to cum on your cock like a beef in heat,"and then Rosie swallowed Ben's cock as bass as she could into her warm up wet mouth.

Ben could finger Rosie working on his turncock and her quarrel were still ringing in his ears as he said,"OK Ben this is your bit, fuck her."Ben ignored Jeff at for the first time and carried on licking tasting the close of the soap along with Rosie 's juices that were now flowing freely. The taste and the smell triggered something deep in Ben's subconscious mind and he rose up and mounted Rosie.

Rosie let out a whoosh of air round Jeff's cock as she felt the weight of Ben up on her back and the soft rub of his warm fur as he jabbed his slippery cock purely by inherent aptitude. Not certain what to do, Rosie continued to suck on Jeff's now hard peter, bracing herself against the thrusts. Then it happened, Ben's red tip found Rosie's piano wet pussy lips and with an Almighty thrust he buried his prick deep into Rosie.

"OH YESSSSssssss,"Rosie half shouted, half moaned as she felt Ben's shaft unfold her up. Deeper and abstruse he went, until Rosie could experience something pressing against her pussy lips stopping it going further. It wasn't the longest stopcock she had ever had inside her but it ranked as one of the stocky Rosie thought to herself but then all rational mentation was driven from her brain as Ben started to fuck her. Never had she been fucked so backbreaking and so intensely in such a short quad of prison term. Ben pistoned into her like a machine, his stopcock slamming back and forward sending Rosie into raptures of orgasms as she experienced the most intense ass of her life. Rosie was in heaven and didn't think t could get any better when she felt something bountiful trying to get into her, before she could register what was happening, a blinding flash of pain snap through her brainiac as Ben pushed his nautical mile inside her. By replete her pussy closed over the knot, trapping Ben inside and to control he remained tied in Ben's knot started to swell even further.

Jeff was still holding the sound and was switching between dead reckoning of Rosie sucking his prick to trying to capture Ben knotting with Rosie. From the moans emanating from Rosie's throat he guessed that Ben was pumping her to the full of cum and this thought made him tear his second onus of the evening into Rosie 's sass.

Rosie nearly choked as Jeff squirted into her pharynx and at the Same time, she could feel Ben spurting mystifying inside her kitty-cat, spraying her with warm seed. Rosie yelped as Ben suddenly turned and stood ass to ass with her but the throbbing knot inside her didn't occlusive as Rosie felt yet more cum spurt into her.

Jeff had finished and had managed to capture the scene if the two of them turned and locked, so he moved to get the television camera close to Rosie's aspect to capture for the future, her spirit of everlasting contentment and joy.

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