Parker suggested that I work at the Motel on weekends as a maid. Ms.Brown would pay Ms. Parker for my time. It was a great deal for everyoneinvolved...-except me.Being a motel maid is no fun. They make me wear a little dress with flatshoes so I fit in with the other maids. It feels funny to wear a dress.It makes me feel so vulnerable to the men that are janitors andmaintenance workers at the motel. The rooms are hard to clean and Ms.Brown inspects every detail. I share my maid cart with. No panties, no bra, and a see-thru outfit that affords glimpses of your pussy, your ass and your nipples to anyone who cares to look. But you only have eyes for me, no matter how many others plead for you to go with them. You will wear weighted nipple clamps and an arm-binder just for me. You'll beg me to attach an ass-hook to that arm-binder. Then I'll recline and you'll have to bend over and lick me to orgasm, so you can enjoy the hook sliding deeper and deeper inside you. Perhaps I should. He couldn't stop now if someone put a gun to his head at this point.When Nena saw her brother's hard brown cock she couldn't help but stare. He was young, but he was big. Much bigger then a teenaged boy ought to be. Unconsciously she sucked in her breath as her eyes scanned the length of her brother's cock, observing its impressive girth. It jutted straight out, fully engorged with blood. Hard as steel.Constancia saw that the head of his cock was covered with a shiny layer of pre-come. She. ”Katie took her friend’s inexperienced hand and cupped it over her moving panties. Annie could feel the urgency of her friend's fingers under the slippery nylon. Oh wow, she was turned on now. She just wanted to copy her best friend. Katie however, anticipated and did it for her, freehand down over her mate’s identical pair of panties. The ones she was looking forward to trying on next, but she was a generous selfless friend, in some respects at least.Annie was amazed at how her fingers found.