“Horny little bitch aren’t you. Like a bitch in heat, you can’t wait to be fucked,”I moan softly from around his length as he continues to fuc... my face.“You want me to fuck you don’t you? Dirty little girl that you are.”I whimper softly as he slides out of my mouth and drags me to my feet. His knee wedges between my thighs roughly.“Ride my knee bitch,” he hisses, “show me how bad you want it.”I can’t stop myself. My hips grind against his knee hard. My moans echoing through the nearly empty. She reached down and rubbed my groin through my shorts. "Ah, the real test", she said, "I can see you are not just saying that, this guy never lies". She was referring to the rampant hard on that she squeezed firmly. We closed arms around each other and I lowered my head to kiss her eager mouth passionately. The lust was on her as she devoured my tongue, sucking me into her mouth and I responded in kind. At the same time my hands slid to her breasts and I fondled them through the swim suit,. Her fingers recoiled from the sticky substance drooling out of her channel. She frowned and sighed heavily.“What’s wrong?” John asked with a smirk, “Didn’t you like it?”She met his eyes and shook her head with disgust.“Why did you cum inside me?” she asked.John snickered and shoved his withering penis back into his slacks.“What’s the point of fucking if you don’t cum?” he said.Sarah pushed him away and knelt down to retrieve her panties. She pulled them on awkwardly and then shoved her. Rather than endure the humiliation of watching the women clean her house, she would wash the dirty clothes. While the first load of clothes was washing, she went into the bedroom, and started straightening it up.The sound of the vacuum cleaner echoing in the halls, sounded like derisive laughter to her ears. She hoped that her children didn't stop by and see what was happening. She'd be mortified. She had always prided herself on being a good housekeeper.She had just stripped the sheets off the.