"But your breasts, Mamma," whined Becky."AJ may button me up ... if he wants to," she sighed."Mamma!" squealed her daughter."You two go harvest some m...re wheat," she ordered. "Or corn or whatever. Just leave us alone for a while."She looked to see AJ's face, peering down at her. It was sideways, and she tried to crank her head around to see him properly, but couldn't do it. His head moved and suddenly he looked right."Come on, Becky," she heard Frank Jr. say.AJ sank to his knees. He still. The maid's name was Doris. I left once she started to lift Martha's dress over her shoulders. I had told her that I would return when she was dressed for bed.I went to Elizabeth's room. Upon knocking, she called for me to enter. I found her already dressed for bed. Doris had been there just before coming to help Martha."Are you alright Elizabeth?" Yes, Amelia. Doris was very kind. She did practically everything. I only had to stand there. There wasn't a lot that I could do though." I'm glad. By seeing her I was stunned and we started the conversation along with coffee in English and she was very much impressed with my behavior and communication. She is a housewife with one 5 years kid and her hubby is a businessman and basically from Hyderabad. She told that, she will give me one thousand for massaging, I readily accepted it. We both dispersed and next day again she gave a call and gave me her flat address and asked me to come on Saturday morning 10’o clock.I took all the required. "You like my hard dick inside you, don't you," I egged her on. "I know you want it fast and deep and I'm going to give it to you like that. I want you begging me to give you my cum." Yes. Yes. Yes. Don't stop. Don't EVER stop. I want to feel you DEEP inside me. And I want your cum, all of it. Give it to your slut. Make me your whore. Ooooooh. Ooooooh. Ooooooh."I was pounding Susan missionary style like it was the last night on earth. I could feel my massive load building and wanted to announce.