I noticed a black knee-length cocktail dress hanging from the wardrobeand some matching lingerie, stockings and heels beside it. I held itbetween my f...nger-tips and noticed how flimsy and stretchy the materialfelt; I knew that it would cling to my body once I put it on.It was certainly classier and less demeaning than the little maid'sdress he had made me wear last time. Maybe he was gonna treat me alittle better tonight? Maybe tonight would be a good night to draw thisnightmare to an. And takes charge." Who would like to see me naked? I would love to strip for you gentlemen as a warm up to this evenings activities"!She really gets into the spirit...or to be frank actually creates the athmosphere that (we hope) will make this night memorable.She does a very ...almost professional strip tease...looking into each man's eyes...judging their desire...Naked...she rubbed herself against each one!The last was my married overwight nervous friend....I have seen him naked and know (at. Meanwhile, she was still up on her knees, so I began to explore her pussy with my tongue, up and down, finding that magical hole and pushing my tongue in as far as I could go. By now my finger was in her ass as far as it could go, and she was moaning loudly, pushing back in a rhythm that I was matching. She was going faster and faster, and suddenly her whole body seemed to shudder and some fluid came out onto my tongue. It tasted and smelled like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I. He went to the door, looked both ways, pushed a button on thedevice and rolled it across the floor, under a sofa on the far side ofthe room.He was back in his chair just as she re-entered the room, she gave useach a glass of chilled water with a slice of lemon. Not more thanthirty seconds later, I heard a little pop. Almost immediately there wasa shout of "Fire," as a gray smoke started to take over the house.The French maid, Sherry came running into the room, insisting that weall leave. I felt.