We looked at each other. We both knew what the other was thinking. She grinned the grin that says “Can we?”. By the time he came back downstairs, ...he was kneeling over me on the couch, skillfully rolling her tongue around the end of my penis while I babbled something about inviting him to join us or something – I can’t remember exactly what I said because he agreed inside 2 seconds.From this point on, my memory is jumbled. A highlight reel of joyous abandon and giggling depravities. We undress. ”These were two of the most attractive applicants. They were both natural beauties with tight, athletic bodies. Rebecca didn’t want to loose these two. Arrangements were made for them to move immediately into the employee quarters. Before they left, Rebecca invited them to have dinner with her and Sarah.During the meal Rebecca told Sarah that she regretted not being bi-lingual. Though Sarah was a fantastic translator, Rebecca explained she was not able to make a personal contact with their two. She’s a woman. If I remember correctly, Brandy turned eighteen the other day. I don’t think you would have liked being called a girl when you turned eighteen, Cindy,” Michael almost scolding her.Brandy smiled broadly when she heard what he said. Cindy popped her head out of the kitchen.“He’s right, sorry, Brandy. Yes, you are a young woman now. We’ve known you since you were f******n. You’ve filled out nicely since then.”Was that what changed Michael? She was a woman now. She wasn’t u******e.. Now, as she writhed on the desk, her manicured nails scratching into the wood as his tongue performed wonders that her late husband never could, he knew he’d been right not taking cash. Her hand grasped at his hair as her thighs gripped his head, another orgasm sweeping through her as his tongue delved deeper, lapping up her juices as her body went rigid, then relaxed again. He continued his onslaught as she reclined on the desk. He inserted a finger into her tight pussy and she groaned, his.