Its raining she should not make it a holiday. Driver went back hurriedly and after half an hour the maid was there on the door. She was still horny an... unsatisfied. Both of them must be cursing me deep in their hearts. ‘Why are you so late today?’ I asked. She gave an excusing smile and said it was due to the heavy downpour. I asked her to get in quickly so that she is done with the daily chores. I knew she was unsatisfied and very much uninterested in the work. Apprehending the problem I asked. That pushed those tits forward. "Goodie! Can we start by letting me see it again?"She meant my penis. I knew this was a bad idea, but how do you have a discussion about sex without some props? "Okay."Stephanie stood there, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Her tits bounced under her pajama top. I unzipped my pants and slid them off. My cock tented my jockeys. "That should be enough. You already had a good look at the real thing."Stephanie blushed, knelt down and leaned closer, her face a foot. Maria is the embodiment of Latina hotness. Maria was the club manager who doubled as a fitness model. She was about 30, had the face of a Mexican soap opera star and a body that had made the cover of several fitness and men’s magazines. Maria had always been polite to me, but never really friendly. She was hot, she knew it and I was married and out of her league. When she worked out Maria dressed to impress. Today she wore a dark pair of booty shorts that showed off those well sculpted buns. Perhaps she could just remove it for a short time, and quickly bring it back if anything near her moved.Dee untied the choker, but held it closed around her neck, as if it were a lifebuoy, keeping her afloat. She let the ends separate and warily pulled it away from her neck.Dee knew then that she had been right.The road was blocked by a wall of moist, pinkish, flesh, extending twenty feet high, forming a barrier around the village as far as the eye could see.An appalling feeling of emptiness.