What impressed me more, was his wife, Mia. She is, still to this day, the most beautiful Asian woman I had ever met.It was obviously an arranged marri...ge. Chan was not a bad looking guy, but he was a small Asian guy and Mia’s attractiveness outweighed his significantly. It was very difficult for me to keep my eyes off of her. Mia would wear very short shorts, exposing her beautiful, smooth, toned legs. The bottoms of her round, little butt cheeks were visible, as well. I could tell her breasts. Each time I make love to her, she experiences new sensations and more intense orgasms.I pushed my finger deep into her pussy and sucked her clit once again, but this time she feels me bite down on her, just enough to send her way over the edge. She screams and kicks her legs as I continued fucking her pussy and her ass with my thick fingers over and over again. “ That’s it baby girl, cum for me.” Oh my God she thought. I’m so happy that John is here. I kissed her deep and then looked up at her. He takes it, brushing her fingers as he does so and feeling an immediate thump in his chest. "What's the matter with you?" he thinks. "Let the woman do her job." Clearly, the adventures of last night are having a lingering effect. After being so silently and savagely taken, he is feeling the need to assert his dominance once more, and heaven help the first unwary female to cross his path. He shakes his head, trying to clear it of the image of the maid spreadeagled on the bed in nothing but her. Dad didn't need a place to stay. He'd be flying in on Thursday and the "do" was at the Museum on Friday evening. He wanted to take us to dinner on Saturday. He'd be staying at the Marriott, so he thought he'd take us to Mezzaluna. I said "okay" and he reminded me that I'd need to dress and Rachel would need "something fashionable." I said I'd put in on the calendar, asked about Sarah and mum and got off.Rachel was talking as I got to the door."Yes ... Yes ... Of course ... Yes. Saturday. 19.