“He helps to …” She paused here, her hand resting on the balustrade, to give Sykes a smile. “… Take care of my needs, around here.” Sykes ...anaged to tear his eyes away from the giant man and look over to the slender woman, appreciating her in the light at last. She stroked her palm along the balustrade slowly, looking between the two of them. A flash of teeth showed behind her tight lips, sharp and pristine. Her eyes peered at him from the depths of her dark eye shadow, but their brightness. I could feel her hand slinking its way to mine and could feel a silky texture surrounding her fingers. She released the item into my hand, stood up and walked to the dance floor. My thumb and forefinger began exploring the fabric. It was silky and upon rolling it over and over in my hand, I noticed it deposited a sticky wet substance onto both my thumb and forefinger. Holy Shit, these were her panties! I looked to the dancefloor to see her peering at me like a predator. I stared back at her,. – My my, she said, your dick is perfect – It also tastes great, said the brunette maid, isnt that right Tiffany? – It is, Bethany, answered the other maid I heard steps coming from the stairs behind me. As I turned around, I saw a very pretty and young girl looking at me. She looked a lot like Pamela, they had the same red hair and green eyes. The only difference with the girl in front of me was that she looked younger and had smaller breasts. I presumed it was Holly, Pamelas daughter. She was. On shaky legs, a rasp of air dribbled his essence onto his naked lap. Recalcitrant muscles made it harder to extract herself. Back in the driver’s seat, the cool leather soothed her fevered body. Cleaning his half-flaccid cock, he sat there motionless, unsure what to do. To the sounds of slurping and sucking noises, she sampled everything he had shot from his fat chunky balls. Starting to harden again, the driver seat complained as she sat fully upright in it. “You… you want to go again?” his.