I nowrealised that I was cleaning their table. "Look at that arse!" said oneof the buliders and I was not sure if he was looking at me or the girl on...he stage. At that point I realised that he was the builder who shouted"Hey we could do with a maid on site. You could dust my broom!"As I looked at him we made eye contact and he said "I bet you would lookgood on stage too hey sexy?"I blushed. Why? I don't know. Maybe it was because no-one had evercalled me "sexy" before. I watched as he. Nicky was right. It only took us an hour or so to work up a really ravenous appetite!Serkia and Vie met us at the door of the Dining Hall, and led us to the table where most of the others were sitting.You wait," Serkia told me as she stepped back a step to stand behind my chair. I scanned her to try to see what was going on, but all I could tell was that she was nervously anxious. Or maybe anxiously nervous.Moments later, Pipiti approached our table, carrying a tray filled with breakfast. Paayal ne ye kaam itni sawdhani se kiya ki mere lund par extra pressure bhi nahi aane. Par Paayal ne ek aur kamal kar diya tha woh tha ki Mousi ko chudai ke liye ekdum tayyar kar diya tha. Mera khada lund dekhakar to Mousi lete hi machal rahi thi aur apne aap aakar boli aaj tum lete raho main tumhari chudai karungi ya ye samajh lo ki main khud chudwaungi. Mousi aakar mere janghon(thighs) par baith gayi aur apni dono tangein failakar chudai ke liye apni choot ke chhed par mere khade lund ka. The attendants and our families are behind me, and my exposed orbs must be the center of their attention. My breasts are exposed to the minister, the nipples hard and pointing at him. If he looks down, he can see the lips. Are they wet? But for some reason, it's my knees that concern me.My parents haven't seen my bottom since I was a girl. No one else here besides my groom has seen it at all. Yet now it's fully exposed, framed by the garter belt and the stockings -- white, of course. I'm also.