Mmmm, Alex, his kiss was incredible, she said looking up at me. I could tell by Christines heavy breathing and soft moan that she had enjoyed kissing ...ichard. She leaned her head back, her lips parted, and she touched her finger to her lips as if remembering. She looked so delicious I had to kiss her myself. I leaned down and touched her lips to mine. She returned my kiss, and there was a renewed life there, a missing spark that ignited and flamed. I knew I was still her man. Well, obviously. Furious is how I’d describe it.Looking down at his bobbing head, I could see his right down the front of his speedo (no drawstring troubles there) and he was pounding away at his man meat.Unlike a porno, I wasn’t going to last long with this guy working my cock over so enthusiastically. For a split second he took his mouth off my cock and told me to warn him when I was getting close. I said OK and about twenty seconds later, I warned him that was getting close.He started pounding his cock. I keep the gardens and clean the pool. I take very good care of my mistress’ house.My mistress is a beautiful woman. She drives me crazy. Her round hips. Full breasts. Lips that would make any man’s mind wonder. If she knew how much I desired her, I am sure she’d fire me. She knows I watch her with her lovers. I watch as they fuck her. She has even caught me massaging my dick as I watched her. But I do not think she knows how bad I want her.She is always wearing sexy clothes. Not trashy. Sexy.. She said it was her lunch break so she locked the front door so that I could do my thing and not be disturbed.Julie than asked me if I wanted to help her with trying on the items she had brought to me and I quickly accepted the offer. By now the little red thong was having a hard time holding in my exictement. Julie helped me with the bra first, snapping it on for me, then the blouse, and finally one of the short skirts. She was behind me the whole time and I could see through the mirror in.