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That’s nice, baby,” she moaned and slipped her hands under her sweater. As Jordan pumped the toy in and out, Jess squeezed her breasts and twisted...her nipples. “Fuck,” she gasped. “Let’s get home and go to bed. I’m suddenly in need of a hard cock.”Jordan let go of the toy and started the car. “You keep that thing going and I’ll get us home.” As he drove, he kept an eye on his wife, slumped down in her seat, her hand moving the toy in and out. By the time they reached their street, Jess was. She tried the door well after Marianne left: locked. It was always locked. And the windows, God knows she tried to smash through the plexiglass, but of course it didn’t budge. None of her rumblings garnered any attention from the staff.There was a servant bell, but she let it accumulate dust. She wouldn’t give them gratification.Between the gilded prison and an emotional cage of her own design, she was lonely.More than lonely.So, she prayed. She prayed as she did in church, on her knees. If no. As my eyes left her breasts my moral compass switched on and I again found myself asking how could I be doing this? How could I be stealing looks at Sheryl’s body? Why couldn’t I be a gentleman, show some class, some discipline. The hard truth was that as unethical as I thought my actions were, I found stealing looks at her delicious body extremely exciting. I got an extraordinary erotic thrill looking at her forbidden fruit. And there was definitely an extra measure of excitement knowing I. She was older than me, probably in her early fifties; she was hot...Barbara smiled at me and the red head lady did the same.I felt getting wetter by the second, as my Boss introduced her guest as our brand new client. Barbara lifted her eyebrows to me; a signal that I understood as she was not joking at all…She explained that this sexy woman, Shelley, was in town for a few days before going back to her home town.Barbara then added that I should be the chaperone for our client during her days.
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