Skirt gone, belt on the floor, coat in a heap on the floor, he had her over the table. She felt her blouse and brassiere fall away. Tempted to run, sh... cringed. If she could turn around it would be different, but he held her so firmly.He leaned forward, whispering in her ear, “I have my own, ‘special’ tastes.” His penis penetrated her ass with a suddenness and savagery she’d not known. She lifted her head to scream, but before a single sound was released her mouth was ensnared, engulfed in. She said, “Well...well....You surprised me last time in the temple, horny young Boy.” I asked her “How?” “I never met a person who brought me to such wonderful orgasms.” The long nightie had four buttons at the front running down her waist. I slipped my hand between the buttons and held her heavy, milk filled left breast. Meghana took a good look at my probing cock and smiled. “What do you want to do with your Amma now, Beta (son)?” For the last two weeks I fantasized about Meghana so much I. Parsons wholooked him up and down with a terrible scowl! "Your attire iscompletely inappropriate for a chamber maid Gerald, come with me!"Gerald was oblivious as to her meaning. After all he was wearing hisnormal coveralls and work boots and ball cap."Gerald, this is a respectable place of business. People expect ourstaff to display a certain aptitude and appearance. You cannot expectour guests to put up with a chamber maid dressed as a common laborer orfarm worker. I do have some clothes that. "As if we'd want to interrupt?" Nancy teased as they left the room.Dinner was a lot of fun as Emily and I spent the entire meal feeding each other. Heeding Claudia's warning, we confined ourselves to playing with the dessert in the dining room. After a few failed attempts at getting the fruit and whipped cream into my mouth, I was beginning to suspect foul play, but really didn't mind. Plus, I made sure to give as good as I got. By the time we'd finished our meal, Emily and I were both laughing.