“ I said that’s perfect – it amazing how we both don’t like anal but like the finger – I don’t like it much in further though”.She then ...egan to massage my vagina, clit and asshole, I lay back and let her have her way with me – I wanted it to last – I had started before and was interrupted by her but now I was getting better than I could have imagined – she was experienced and good at what she did – I am glad it was another woman I had working sexually upon me.Gradually she worked me back up. He was very wealthy and he was feared by many of those he supposedly took orders from. He had many enemies and few friends.I worked in the house as a cook most of the time. I have a son, Luis, who is now 15 years old. He and I had been living at the house without a man for the past four years. His father, Ramon, was shot to death in an apparent mugging. At least that's what the police told me. They had no suspects and the case was closed soon after his death. I had my own suspicions since that. What a fine specimen I had ensnared. I pushed him back onto the bed and slowly removed each of his socks, rubbing and kissing his feet. Then I pulled down his jeans and boxers allowing his large, solid penis to bounce free. I could not resist the urge to take it into my mouth and run my tongue up the length of his shaft before enveloping all of him with my warm wet mouth. When he was nice and wet I began stroking him up and down with my hand and mouth working together. I could hear his. I eventually came and almost collapsed on top of her."Had fun, babe?" she asked me."Hehe, hold on, lemme get back to reality," I said. After having sex with her I could never think clearly.Sheila gave me a kiss and said, "I've got a birthday surprise for you tonight," and handed me a hotel key-card. "The Marriott, suite 413, be there at 8." Damn, it was 11AM right now, not sure how I was going to contain my excitement.Finally it was time, I inserted the key card and walked into the room. Sheila.