Slowly kissing her from lips to her chest and them down to naval made her hot. Then i opened the knot of petticoat and removed it and to my surprise s...e had not worn underwear. Her pussy was full of hair. I licked her toes and licking from toe went upwards towards her pussy. Both the leg where sexy and loved to licked every inch. Smelling pussy gave me exotic feeling and i thought to lick it but controlled my feeling for i would like to go through the roper channel of licking. So i kissed her. She was already in the mood. Dressed in a negligee and a lacy dressing gown, she had a glass of sherry in her hand to boost her courage, and her demeanour suggested that it wasn’t the first she’d consumed! She offered me a drink as well, and although it was only half past nine in the morning, I partook of a glass of red.Lucy showed me round her beautiful house. There were lots of pictures of her with her husband and family. They all looked very contented so I guessed that an unhappy marriage. She was only holding me in place. Putting her face only inches from mine, she said,"You will go do as you are told, Becky. I will explain things when I get there. Now do not make me tell you again!" She shook my head by the hair a bit at her last word to emphasize her point.Maria went back to work, separating the clothes into different loads. I turned and left her to her work. I can't explain it, but I felt strangely compelled to obey this woman. I didn't see her as a servant–a maid. I saw her. Suddenly Margarita turned over onto her back, making no effort to cover her breasts as her father continued to film. Of course myself and Jane were giggling, more from nervousness than embarrassment but their was something dark and naughty about showing yourself to a man and eventually we turned over and sat up just like Margarita, like we were following a pre-planned script.'In France we go to nude beaches', claimed Margarita, her daddy kept the camera on me an I was feeling subconscious then.