James asked, ‘Who is it?’ To which a familiar voice replied ‘Room service, sir’ James opened the door to the wonderful sight of his wife dress...d in a black and white French maids outfit with matching hat, apron, gloves and stockings with a tray on one arm containing an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and 2 glasses. ‘Your wife has ordered champagne sir, may I bring it in?’ enquired Helen. ‘Yes please.’ Responded James moving aside to allow his wonderfully dressed wife to enter the room.. . not just the touch of lust, but the touch of love. A simple brush against my skin and suddenly I'm captivated by you. I yearn for you. Touch me again. Not just in my most sensitive or private parts, but anywhere that your loving hands may choose. Your fingers gently trace around my lips, sliding to the side of my face... my neck. Your kisses are perhaps my favorite. Lips so soft and appetizing. So delicately you press your lips to mine. The blood seems to rush through my body, settling in. ”“Same sexy high pitched cries?” he asked with a teasing smile.Belinda blushed and put her hand to her mouth. She needn’t worry, this guy was as twisted as she was and while she wasn’t quite ready to go again she did like the idea of putting him back inside.“Down you go,” she cried, lowering the curved steel hatch down on top of his head.James’s head was now holding the lid open by a couple of inches.“Your head against my butt, are you sure you wanna do that?” she asked.Belinda only waited a. This continued for five minuted. I felt like I was having a constant orgasm. She started to purposefully gag herself and I grabbed the back of her head and held it down. She started gasping for air, so I let her up."that was amazing. Did you like it?" She said.I was speechless. "Uhhhmrrphmm lets get you on all fours"She grabbed the back of the couch and put her knees on the cushions."I want you to fuck me so hard I don't remember my name." She said in the sexiest tone I'd ever heard.I thrusted.