She licked her lips, making her lipstick glisten. One of her hands vanished beneath the jacket, and began to rub her own C-cup breasts through the raw...silk of her blouse. She moaned, knowing that J.A.R.V.I.S. would use Stark's special voice-cancellation algorithims to make sure that the Senator on the other end of the telephone heard nothing untoward.Stark was busy saying something into the telephone, but his eyes were locked on Pepper with a great lustful intensity. Tony Stark was accustomed. My hot ass hanging out of the French maid thong skirt was especially driving him wild. No man can ever resist my ass when I'm showing it off for him like I was for Rich.When I got done hanging up his clothes like a dutiful maid, I returned to where Rich was standing and gave him a sweet kiss while I reached down and stroked his big ten inch uncut cock. It felt so wonderful to be a girl who just had a nine inch and an eleven inch cock and now was getting a ten incher and still had a twelve inch. ”I did as she said, threw the tampon applicator away, put on my robe, and we went back upstairs to get dressed.I had often worn panties so putting them on now was nothing new except with my wife watching, I got this wonderful feeling of belonging. I didn't realize it yet, but that side of me that I had kept hidden was emerging and my wife was controlling it. I got an even stronger feeling of this 'side' as I put on my thigh highs.As I stood admiring my legs in her full-length mirror, Nancy said. ” Then I stood up swiftly. I took my chance and asked her if my dick was really beautiful. She said: “Oh, yeah, of course it is, my boy.” I grabbed the maid’s hand to lay it on my rod. She withdrew her hand instantly, saying: “Oh, what do you think you’re doing, young boy? I can’t.” She turned around and headed toward the living room. I quickly caught up with her, took her by the waist and leaned against her, pressing my hard dick on her buttocks. Bertha insisted over, refusing: “Oh, young.