. "Tut tut.. you WILL NOT move in me, you will sit still like a good boy, do you understand"? I nodded, so turned on. I really wanted to take her ro...ghly but it was obvious she was not about to let that happen. She took my cock in her hand and again rested her pussy onto the tip of my cock..."Tell me who I am?" she whispered...."Your Chloe!" I replied..... slightly confused as to what she wanted me to say?"I'm not Chloe tonight" she replied"Then what are you?" I'm your whore" she purred.."OH. Sometimes he himself would become quite a connosieur of women's undies, or underwear, & keep it being of some, or such of their's for himself after he himself would either pull their dresses, &/or skirts up, & pull their pantys down, or pull that being of their pants down with that being of their pantys depending upon what they themselves would be wearing.imagine this male character jagging off, or choking that being of his chicken within a forrest preserve before he himself would encounter. Geoff had witnessed the beating handed out to one of the other maids last week when they'd got a bit over excited by the sexual amusement of two of the lady guests and one of them had noticed the damp stain spreading across the front of the poor maid's skirt.He checked the way that the padding filled the bra of the body-form, making sure that it gave 'a natural line' as standing orders for the staff required. "Natural!" Geoff snorted. "What's natural about this?"His knickers went on next, the. " Pity they can't purchase some manners," Rhea quipped and sipped her drink. "Sounds like you say this from experience." Something like that.", she sipped her drink and continued to peruse the gallery, with the host at her elbow.The host's eyes once again were captivated by her gait. The subtle sway of her hips, and the gentle bounce of her ass cheeks. The artist in him would gaze at her with admiration and awe. But tonight, he was not an artist, but a rake. His mind swirled with images of the.