She giggled as she flashed her reflection in the mirror.Finally, she grabbed Tiffany's orange cheerleader panties and prepared to slide them on. As sh... grabbed them, she smelled something strange.Gina looked inside the panties. Her nose wriggled in disgust as she saw that they were filled with cum. Male cum. She shook her head as she realized that Tiffany was one big whore.If Tiffany was as big a whore as her reputation suggested, then Gina knew that wearing Tiffany's panties meant that she. Just inside the apartment doorway, she was on him, and kissing him as her hands rambled crazily through his hair. He loved it. He did the same thing back to her. They rolled as the heat rose between them. They rolled some more. It all seemed more pronounced as sweat built up inside their clothing. She couldn’t stand it and before he knew it, her top was coming off her body. Still she continued kissing his lips as though she wouldn’t ever see him again in her life. She loved this man who had. Leaning my head down, whispering, “Do you want me to continue?” into your ear. Massaging your ass cheek, waiting for your response. Hearing you gasp, “Yes, please don’t stop.” In a low moan.Grinning to myself, pressing my panty clad crotch against your ass and pushing you forward so you’re standing a little more upright. Pushing my hand further down between your legs, reaching your now soaked opening, taking my two middle fingers and quickly shoving them deep into your pussy, feeling the walls. The Mistress will spank the maid the number of timesdecided by the Mistress for each infringement. The maid will thank theMistress for teaching the error of the Maid's behaviour.Signed by the MistressSusanne noticed that his wife was going back to using her maiden nameand that, in spite of the harsh rules, was the thing that upset himmost."I got my own breakfast this morning, Susanne, but that will be the lasttime. For now I would like a coffee, go and fetch it and remember, ifyou ever want.