It’s fashionable right now to have one. It seems like the solution to so many problems: No more housework, no more cooking. A progressive society. W...men are supposed to have careers. You sure had planned to have one. You havn’t even turned 30 yet, and your beloved husband Dave is a few years older. You both want careers and no one wants to bother with housework. Why not ordering a “Happy Maid”?So you ordered one.The "Happy Maid" is a mixture of a brand name and a concept: The housemaid who does. Emma is five feet and six inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty-three pounds, and has dark brown hair and brown eyes. She also has 32D breasts, and looks much like the sultry actress, Rhona Mitra, who might know from the television shows, ‘Boston Legal’ and ‘The Last Ship’.Paul was always talking about how much he’d like to fuck Sarah with his big cock, and I talked about wanting to eat out Emma. She has a bulging, prominent camel toe that is plainly visible in the tight leggings and yoga. Suddenly Danny stops, dropping to the soft green grass, then sprawling out on his back. Concerned, Kandi kneels beside him, reaching to kiss his softening shaft and hold his dejected jewels.“Thank you, Kandi. I need your loving compassion. You know, your breasts look even more beautiful in this position. They look juicier than two giant kiwis.”“And your penis feels more precious than ever, now that he isn’t pursuing me,” seeing it shining in the sunlight. With determination, “But why couldn’t. It was like being in the school toilets again with her best friend, and it made her feel naughtier. But this time, it was cum she was covered in, not her friend's pussy juices. She shoved her hand between her breasts again, and although there wasn't much cum left to lubricate with, she was wet with sweat and desire.She pushed her hands between her legs. God, she was so swollen, her lips felt like cushions, and the ache in her burning pussy was almost painful. Mashing her thumb against her.