Ah, I see what you're thinking. How can these men sustain a sexual assault that long? Simple. While I'm resting from my exertions in your cunt, these ...olleagues will take up the challenge in your creamy pussy, and when they're finished, I will be ready to do you again. And again. " He chuckled lewdly and rubbed his crotch suggestively.Louise sat and stared at the floor, her mind reeling. Then she looked up at Daley. "Who is going to see these videos?" she demanded, her voice nearing. "With that I walked to my new room and dressed in a maid's uniform. Thenknelt in front of the door until Mistress Beverly entered. She then toldme I only had to stand in Her presents. She then took me on a tour ofthe house. It was like many of the large houses I had been in before.The top floor was used for storage, a change from its earlier purpose asservants quarters. Except for one small room. At the far end of thenarrow dim hallway was a locked door. Mistress Beverly unlocked the doorand. A very good massage, she was sure of that. But straight, for it was surely that sort of place. Ambrose hadn’t even twitched when she had called him earlier on somewhere on Planet Earth. She thought it was Paris but it could be Monaco by now. He was on yet another trip in search of a another story. He had simply said, “Very classy.” Ambrose knew these things. She often picked his brains for corporate purposes and he was always happy to provide advice that was always sound. Em symbolically. I said hello and let him in to wait, as I walked back into the house he was behind me and I could sence he was watching my arse in my leggings and heels. I sat him in our dinning room so I could talk to him while I prepared food. I could see him watching me and my pussy was starting to get very wet thinking of that big thick cock so I bent over keeping my legs straight and slightly parted so he had a good veiw of my arse and as I did his jaw almost hit the floor. He never said a word but when I.