Open shoes that cost more than I'd earn in a year; nylon stockings of the most exquisite softness; a low cut black dress that wouldn't seem out of pla...e at the finest cocktail party. In truth, I felt a rush of inadequacy. That I, a simple maid, should be able to touch such a goddess... I fumbled with the delicate buckle around her perfect ankle and slowly slid the heel off her foot, exhaling as I did so, experiencing sensations and feelings that were partially adoration but predominantly lust.. Mi tya bhalya mothya baaget tila shodhat phiru laaglo. Sade daha vajle hote. Aatya kuthech disat navti. Tithe vara asa navtach unhache chatke basat navte pan kun garam hot hote. Maza sadra ghamane bhija. Mi kantalun eka zadajawal baslo. Tithe mala aatya chi bor karvanda sarkhya phalani bharleli topli disli. Mi aatya haak marli. Kaay? Asa aatyacha aawaj aiku ala.Mi samorchya eka uncha narlachya zadakade pahile tar aatya var hoti. Tine barech shahali kadhli hoti. Mag ti khali utru laagli. Mi. Goode. I smirked at John when he asked how good she was. I grabbed his belt buckle and told him how good I was, as I undid his pants. John said he knew how good I was and kissed me before I got on my knees to suck his rock hard cock.I moaned as I swallowed his head to my tonsils. John moaned and grabbed fists full of my hair and fucked my mouth. I pulled my panties to the side and shoved three fingers in my wet pussy. The faster John pumped himself into my throat, the faster I worked. . and what the hell... they were scrambling up onto the bed and... he was sucking her tit... then, she was spreading her legs and getting right up over him!Goddamn, but she was luscious! Her firm white tits were even bigger than he'd imagined them, and what a beautifully curved ass she had! Man... that white and tanned skin... like smooth, soft satin! How he'd love to touch it... run his hot hand over those lush curves... and the fucking way she was straddling Kye! S-She must be a hot, hungry.