L asked me, "What will you be doing todayMa'am?" "I really hadn't thought about it I've spend the last two daysfuzzing and hadn't done anything, If I'... going to be secluded here Imight as well enjoy it." "That's the spirit girl, Mr. Romero made a lotof arrangements so you could have a good time, so enjoy your stay." Atthe mention of Norberto I became angry, but it was a short livedoutburst and again thought about the Housekeeper question. Consideringthe time being I was unemployed and Norberto. We lay together running our hands over each other’s bodies, my gently probing fingers bringing Susie to another climax before she pulled on her nightshirt and quietly returned to her room leaving me to a delicious, exhausted sleep filled with the lingering scent of her arousal.The following morning we met at breakfast, having to act as if nothing was untoward or different at all. I felt really weird about it. My father picked me up shortly after breakfast and after our goodbyes I left,. I felt his hot tongue part the lips of my pussy. I tried again to get away. He started to suck on my little clit and I gave in to his advances. It felt like electricity shooting though my body. My hands went for my tits and I grabbed my nipples and pulled on them. He looked up and said looks like someone is enjoying this. I had never had anyone go down and do this to me before. The feeling was incredible. I was no longer in control of my body. My hips were grinding into his face. He put his. Immaculately dress, you couldtell that this was a very upscale shop.As she waited for a response, Paul looked at her desperately, and said,"Ummm..." "Ummm, oh my god... I..." He clamped his mouth shut. What washe doing?!She giggled and grabbed his hand. "It's OK. I understand. We get gurlslike you, all the time."Paul looked into her eyes sheepishly. She didn't know it, but inside hishead was this voice trying to control him. The voice of Pansy Pumpscock.But that didn't make sense because it was.