Ghar k ist floor pe 2 rooms the ek mere pas ek Soni k pas dono k centre main ek sliding door tha or piche common kitchen thaMaine jab Soni ko btata ki...uncle man gya to wo khush ho gae maine apne bags room main rakh k bahar chala gya jab tak wapis aaya tab tak sare kapde almirah main rakh die or niche hi gadde laga k bistar tyar kia main 2 ghante bad ghar pe aya to wo mere room main aai main use kiss karne laga fir dheere dheere uske boobs dabane lag gya or hamne ek dusre k kapde utar diye fir. His mouth goes to my nipples, pinching with his lips, flicking with his tongue, nipping with his teeth, sending sparklers to my pussy.He lifts his head, my fingers still in his hair. I open my eyes, the light seeming brighter than before.“I’ve wanted to see your tits for so long, Jane. Now I can’t believe I’m kissing them, I can’t stop kissing them. You are so beautiful.”His words, the first between us since he said he wanted to fuck me, further raises my tide. When he takes a nipple between. I thought to myself.Even though I just had an amazingly intense orgasm, I was getting wet once more. The thought of my helpless maid having to open the door and welcome my first guests in was just too much. The anxiety on his part and the sheer power on mine was thrilling me.I thought of the cage keeping him trapped, the butt plug reminding him of his new position and the lockable French maid uniform covering it all up. This was too good to be true.Suddenly, I heard two knocks on the front. "He needs to wash it more often."Bree used her hands to cup her left breast and started beating my head with it. "You dirty little boy," she said in a stern voice. "How dare you not wash your dick before you come to see two beautiful women? What do you have to say for yourself?"I didn't say anything and simply resumed sucking on Bree's right breast. After all, she ordered me before not to speak. That is, until she removed her breast from my mouth."Well? I didn't hear you. What do you have to.