I figured this would be as good a time as any to talk with the man I’ve been dying to meet. I got up and headed for the kitchen. The way I walk is s...xy, if not downright seductive. My broad hips sway back and forth and there is a pronounced “Y” where my crotch meets my legs. My jeans are old school, just the way I like them, with double buttons, like on a double breasted suit, surrounding my crotch area. I think they are downright hot. I can sense that nearly every eye in the place is on me –. " I ran a finger up her side, all the way to her neck. She gasps at my cool touch. " You like that?" She thought about it for a moment. " Y-yes, John." She is too turned on to lie. I suddenly begin kissing her neck from behind, a slow chain of kisses that went from her collarbone to her jawline. She moans, as my hand grasps her neck, while the other slips down her stomach to her groin. I pull the straps of her bra off her shoulders, exposing her bare breasts to the cold air. My warm hand. "Yes we are," she said to her domestic servant. "How does achicken caesar salad sound?" she asked me, to which I agreed. Withthat the maid was off to the kitchen to prepare lunch.About five minutes later the doorbell chimed, I could see out thewindow that the truck from the furniture store was sitting in thedriveway. After I brief moment, hearing the sounds of active cookingfrom the kitchen I rose from the couch to answer the door. Claire toldme not to worry about it and that the maid would. I wasn't kissing her now. I was masturbating myself against her as hard as I could. I felt Debra's hot hands on my ass. She was squeezing my ass cheeks.I felt her suck my nipple into her mouth as I went wild against her. Then I exploded in orgasm! I groaned as my orgasm tore through me.I felt a torrent of hot oil gush out of me as my orgasm consumed me. I never stopped humping her as I went into a second incredible orgasm. Debra held me tight, as I my orgasm drove me to the edge of.