To be honest, I didn't know why I was delaying. I knew she wanted it and she knew that I was going to give into her. Maybe I wanted to hear her ask fo... it again. Maybe I liked to watch her squirm in anticipation. Maybe, maybe, maybe ... I leaned forward and watched her watch me as I ever so gently pressed my open mouth to her lips. She was hot, in the very real sense. Softly I lapped at her wetness, tasting her eagerness as much as her juices. I wanted it to be sensual, but she had other. She reached around the maid and got her hands under the skirt. Even though Marcia had been pretty sure of what she'd find, the stiff cock inside the soaking-wet underwear made her shiver with excitement. "Wow, you did cum a lot," she said and yanked the panties down past Jay's hips."Ah, yes, yes I did. I always squirt and squirt and squirt," the maid said. "You better get my skirt off too."Marcia pushed the skirt down to Jay's ankles, and the maid stepped out of it. For a minute, she admired. "It's not even sealed," she commented. Once opened, she tipped the other end up. Both women gasped in surprise as Kim held up a small, decorated circle with feathers hanging from it."It's dream catcher." It's more than that. It's OUR dream catcher." The one that hung in our room?" Pam marveled. "I thought you had it." I thought YOU did!" Kim scratched her snow white hair. "I went to take it down the day we packed up," she looked sideways and grinned. "Before we went parking one more time. And I. Don’t just stand there daydreaming. We have to get those buckets of water to Jeremiah.” Says the female voice in a friendly tone.You open your eyes again and look straight into Suzanna’s brown eyes. Her slightly long face is framed in some wisps of her pinned up auburn hair. Combined with her fair complexion and some freckles on her cheeks make her quite the attractive appearance.She is standing only two metres in front of you, holding a wooden buckets with water in each hand. Her light green.