I was going to bea real maid. A real motel maid.I got home from work on Friday to find more mail addressed to Vanessa.It was from thebreastformstore....om. Inside the box were two smallerboxes. The first was labelled "TRANSFORM Super Perk Triangle BreastForms" and the second was, "Risque BLISS Chin Length Layered Bob -Chestnut Brown." My panties were getting very tight as I opened thefirst package. I eagerly stuffed the breast forms into my bra. Again,somehow, they were the absolute perfect. “I also need my deadbeat husband to see what it’s like to have no help at all. He wanted to have children close together. I wanted to go to school and have a career but that didn’t happen. Living in the backwoods, it seems you stay pregnant and in the kitchen. Well, this woman’s had enough of that. I want a life.”Sam told me about his wife and how she used to travel with him. But she tired of all that and decided she wanted her own life. They’d agreed she would go to school and follow her. . I parked my bike and went with her to her hut… We found the door open & entered it …there to our surprise i could he her father fucking a his elder daughter like a wild dog… She was moaning loudly..”” ahh… Ahh… Fuck me harder…hmm..” while fucking they saw us entering the hut… Her father couldnt stop at that… He did it for another min and cum in her pussy…we were standing there and watching the show.. Elizabeth was not looking into my eyes.. After the relaxing fuck her father got up & covered. Whatever challenge he offers, she will destroy it. Whatever strength of will he possesses, she will shatter it. But when their eyes meet, her lips part in an unspoken question.There is no fury here; there is no conflict. This is no battle of wills. She can rage and attack, growling with feral aggression, but there is no target for her to unleash her hatred against. He does not seek to attack her, nor to break her will; his eyes are filled with nothing but respect, and compassion.Her eyes.