I guess you aren't really here for me though. Let me get back on topic."I AM GOING TO DIE." I squealed to myself in a nervous breakdown, sweat pouring...down my face like a melting ice cube.It only took another person nearby to make me remember where I was and bring me back to my senses."Ahem... Eliza?"Oh god damn it, out of all the people to witness my breakdown, it just had to be the one person who really really really shouldn't have seen me like this.I'm here to defend one man. His name is. ’ He turned back to Maria and was surprised that she was laughing. Laughing! ‘Oh, Peter! You should have seen the look on your face!’ She doubled over and laughed even harder. ‘Priceless!’ Peter watched her with a bemused look on his face. Had she really called him Peter? He had asked her to call him Peter for the last 6 months but she had maintained that the agency she worked for had strict rules about that. ‘I’m sorry, Maria. I guess Little Pete doesn’t know what time it is.’ He chuckled.. I could see that she picked up some long object from her drawer and put it in her pussy and was masturbating and moaning fuck me you Bastard,I want to have you dick and soon she climaxed and I crawled back to the bedroom in the morning when I woke Uncle had already left for tour and after breakfast me and Massi started chatting, later I was lying on the bed and she came with a glass of milk and she was looking elsewhere and the milk spilt from her on my shorts.She rushed to the wash room and. Karen kept telling her to touch it. She smiled, maybe it was the wine, but it did look good and it was so big; maybe just once.Karen watched with eager anticipation as Stacey reached out slowly and ran her fingers over his cock, tracing the lines over the thin material of his tight shorts. “WHOOO!” She cheered! Then reaching forward quickly, she mashed Stacey’s hand into his cock, holding it there. “Get a grip Stacey!” She watched the shock register on Stacey’s face, but she didn’t try to pull.