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And the cleaner made two. (Follows on from Auntie made a man of me)

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About a year after my beautiful aunt moved to Canada (see Auntie made a man of me) and I was now fo***een, my mother engaged a new cleaner who came in three or four mornings a week. I didn’t usually see her because of school, but during holidays I was often in the house alone with her. Her name was Carole, and she was 32 when she first started working for us. She was pleasantly plump, and although I’ve never really been a breast man I do have to admit hers were magnificent, a real Wagnerian heroine. She also fancied … Read more

And Mother made more

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The Easter break came to an end and things dried up for a while, unless I could think of a good excuse to bunk off school to fuck Carole, (although I did occasionally take advantage of my blackmail hold over the Old Bitch to force her to let me jack off into her mouth, although the novelty had long since worn off.) Otherwise I contented myself with wanking like a demon and waiting for half term. When it finally came round, Carole walked in and couldn’t wait to get me upstairs and make up for lost time. This we did, … Read more

And the cleaner made twwo

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About a year after my beautiful aunt moved to Canada (see Auntie made a man of me) and I was now fo***een, my mother engaged a new cleaner who came in three or four mornings a week. I didn’t usually see her because of school, but during holidays I was often in the house alone with her. Her name was Carole, and she was 32 when she first started working for us. She was pleasantly plump, and although I’ve never really been a breast man I do have to admit hers were magnificent, a real Wagnerian heroine. She also fancied … Read more

Auntie made a man of me

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I had had very little contact with Aunt Mari as a child, principally because my mother was a twisted vindictive bitch. When my uncle came home from the army intending to marry Mari, his childhood sweetheart, he was concerned about the stories he had heard of women playing around especially with the American troops who had been stationed nearby. So Uncle had asked the Old Bitch if she had heard any rumours about Mari. As Mother later said to me “It wasn’t my business to tell him what she’d been up to” and had said nothing. Uncle went ahead and … Read more