I like to see a man stroke his cock and even more I like to see come spurt from the end but leaning against the wall would keep me upright and so I di...n’t turn. I pushed harder at my clit and I felt my hips begin to thrust to my hand. It was going to be quick this morning, all that tension yesterday had come back ten-fold and I was needy. I slid one finger deep inside and felt the tightness of my cunt. Fuck, this was going to be so fast and I whispered through the mist “I’m not going to be. Nor two maids or kitchen helpers. What shall we do?" I'd like to stay and be your maid," said Miranda. "Your momma had her own maid, didn't she?"Anne nodded. "She did, but things were different then, trade was good, and I do not think I can afford it now. Is there anyone in the area you'd like to work for, either of you?"The older woman nodded and smiled. "There's a blacksmith on the Riley farm, good fellow, he and I, well, we knows each other. I don' think they's got a reg'lar cook over there. He said, "Let's just say there are very few secrets on a submarine."He let that thought hang in the air briefly while the gears began to spin in Louise's mind before he continued, "Fred - that's Janet's husband... well... it sort of came to my attention that he's a different man in private..."Janet cleared her throat and continued for Mike, "Yes, he likes me to dominate him. He's a very different man when we're together. I sent a Sailor Mail to him out at sea once that was a little less. She watched as Joe's hand kneaded Shy's upper legs, and Shy slowly opened her legs in an act of submission to her master. Before it could get any more interesting, they arrived at the restaurant, and Joe quickly pulled down the hem to Shy's dress.Leaving the car to be parked by a valet, they all got out of the car and Joe held his arm out to each of his escorts. They both took his arm and went into the restaurant. The Tavern had been around for over one hundred years and after several.