He chuckled quietly to himself as he pulled my hair back off my right shoulder and leaned in to my ear and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’m not goin... to hurt you.” I let out a nervous laugh as chills ran through my body and the skin on my neck tingled where his breath had just touched. He continued to massage my shoulders, and after a while, his hands migrated lower to the small of my back. No guy had ever touched me where he was touching me now, and I could feel myself begin to get wet. All too. "You have a report?" asked Jeff, with a slight smile.He then turned to the maid standing nearby. "Chardonnays for theladies, please." Mr. Anderson, I am pleased to report and present, Miss Michelle foryour approval," said the Housekeeper.Jeff looked at the new Michelle, winked at the Michael lurking belowthe paint and powder and praised the Housekeeper and her staff for anexcellent start.Jeff's first response to Michelle's appearance was, "She's a bitlinear, don't you think?" Yes sir," replied. She didn't move away and actually kissed me back. Soon our tongues were exploring each other's and my hands found their way to her ass. The song ended and we went and sat down in the corner booth. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I knew what I wanted to do. We sat down and we started making out just like we were in high school. Her hand dropped to my pants and slowly started to rub my cock through my jeans. I had waited so long for this moment, I wasn't going to blow it. I took my. The golden-haired girl had lovely firm tits with fiercely erect nipples. One of which was being violently pinched. Mmm, mmm, should I quietly enjoy the show or interrupt the girl and see where it leads?Marcia's pussy had warmed and soaked the steel. Her clit was swollen and throbbing, snapping between her pubic bone and the surface. She was thinking about Greg's cock and the sexy maid's ass. What a wonderfully vile and debaucherous act ass fucking the maid in the kitchen was. The only thing.
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