Paying The Rent (Lusty Landlords Book 1)

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turn,” she said, standing topless in front of the young
woman.
    Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off her hostess’s
breasts. She wondered if they had had work done on them, they were so perfect.
They must have been at least a 38D but hardly sagged at all. They were large
but firm and the big, rubbery nipples pointed upwards. She wasn’t sure how her
34B cups would stand up to such competition.
    While Lisa prevaricated, Helen walked around to
stand behind her and put her hands on the young woman’s shoulders. “No need to
be nervous, it’s only us girls,” she said, unzipping the young woman’s dress
and letting it drop to the floor. “Do you want to do the bra?” she added, “or
shall I?”
    Lisa was clearly not going to get away with it. She
shrugged and reached behind her to unclip the little brassiere and remove it,
standing in her landlords’ dining room topless.
    “Wow, she really is a prize,” said Steve, who had
quietly come back in just in time to get a real treat. He stood and looked the
girl slowly up and down, noting her perky little tits which were clearly full
enough to jiggle delightfully when she was being fucked; a theory he was
definitely going to have to put to the test. The rest of her was just delicious
too. “You are fucking gorgeous, Lisa,” he added.
    “Thank you,” Lisa replied quietly, a red flush now
spreading across her alabaster skin.  She began to instinctively cross her arms
over her breasts, only to have Helen grab her by the elbows and gently but
firmly put them back by her side.
    “Don’t cover up, sweetheart,” purred Helen in her
ear. “You should let my husband have a good look at what he’s paying for.
    “What do you mean, paying for,” snapped Lisa,
nervously. “I’m not a prostitute you know!”
    “Well, you’re not paying your rent are you,” snapped
back Helen. “Every day you don’t pay comes out of my husband’s pocket so it’s
only right that you give him something back in return isn’t it?”
    Lisa started to visibly tremble. She was standing almost
naked in the dining room of an older couple she hardly knew and they had her
backed into a corner. She just didn’t know what to do next. As she tried to get
her alcohol-muddled brain to think straight, she became aware of Helen’s hands
stroking her arms gently before moving over to her breasts. “I don’t know,” she
stammered.
    Helen’s hands reached the soft titties and she
cupped them, holding them out for her husband to see as she gently squeezed.
“What do you think, darling? What’s a reasonable payment on account?”
    “I quite fancy the idea of those lovely lips around
my cock, if that’s okay with you darling?” said Steve without even a pause.
    “That sounds like a great idea,” said Helen,
nuzzling the student’s neck as she fondled her tits. “What do you think about
that, Lisa darling? Just a blow job?”
    Lisa didn’t know what to say. If she refused a blow
job, she didn’t know what was going to happen to her. They surely weren’t going
to let her go without having their way with her and then she’d be evicted,
along with Eric. She said nothing and let her landlady push her to her knees as
Steve walked over.
    “Go on sweety, take it out,” urged Helen.
    Lisa reached over and unzipped the fly, putting her
hand inside to grasp Steve’s cock. She was surprised by the meatiness of him as
her hand closed around his shaft and when she brought it out into her sight,
she was shocked by the size. He must have been almost twice the size of Eric.
    Helen saw the shock on the girl’s face and laughed.
“He’s a heck of a lot of man, my husband. Don’t worry though, you’ll manage.
Just slowly rub it up and down and lick the end.”
    Lisa did just as she was told. Running her little
hand along the big rubbery shaft, she put out her tongue and tasted the pre-cum
on the end of Steve’s knob. It was very salty but not unpleasant. As she
continued to rub, she got the helmet in

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