There they also brought in the newest arrival.Like everyone else, Sandra could only stare at first. Whoever thisguest was she was certainly something...to behold. First of all she waswearing a black satin French maid's dress. It had a very short skirtand lots of petticoats. Black fishnet stockings reached up her legs tojust slightly above the hem of the skirt. She was perched on a pair ofMaryjane style pumps. The shoes had platforms that were four incheshigh and needle thin heels that had. He didn't want her to lose her job because of him, especially when she was the only one working. He stepped into the bath to let her know her tea was on, the sight of her in the shower, all wet and soapy, head back rinsing her luscious black hair, only fuelled his desire for her.Missy stepped out of the shower and was handed her towel by Robbie. She saw his smile and his erection, feeling her nipples harden at the sight. The image of her taking him in her mouth flashed through her mind, and she. She told him to go ahead and he “hugged” her. I saw the alarm in her eyes as she felt it, and then the serene look in them as her fears went away. Well, maybe not “away” but at least they were tamped down.“That’s amazing,” she said. “What else can you do like that?”Bobby trusted her. I was a little more worried. She knew enough to cause us real problems if she was caught and interrogated. Then again, Bobby could get her out of interrogation if she was caught. Nobody on his “team” could be. In a few moments, we girls resumed sucking our own date’s cock. I really sucked in my cheeks and swirled my tongue over his head, and flicked his frenum. Both men breathed deeply. I looked up at Mark. The men grinned to each other. Ben raised his hand and Mark’s hand met his in a high five. I bobbed my head faster and Mark’s hips started twitching. Both men’s stifled gasps came more frequently, insistently. “Look, honey, these couples can’t wait,” came a muted feminine voice from the other.