When he was close enough, he pressed his tool against her cheek, for now her head was hanging low to the floor, her eyes still closed, her mouth still...set firmly."Suck me, baby," he begged. "Let me get in on it."But Mary didn't hear him, apparently, for she made no move to touch her husband. She kept on moaning and groaning and every few seconds a tiny scream would issue forth from her lips. Suddenly she was leaning on her forearms instead of her hands. This lowered the top part of her body,. Me: Happy Birthday Raghav, I hope you’ll get your gift today. Enjoy to the core.I smiled after saying this. Raghav smiled back at me, knowing what I meant and why I’m leaving them alone now.Raghav: Thank you, Rohit. I’m sure I will, and I’ll make sure your mom does too. Thanks again.Mom returned back to the couch, and I started moving from there going into my room. It was 11 pm, and I badly wanted to know what’s happening in the hall. So I silently peeked through my bedroom door without making. After lunch I had to begin making small, dainty sandwiches and to preparing the best china. As four o'clock edged closer, the guests started to arrive. All were female, of course, and all shared a similar mind set and fashion sense with my Mistress. Needless to say, they all complimented Her on the job that She was doning training Her maid, told Her how lucky She was to have made such a find ("My husband's so useless around the house, I'd give anything to have a maid like her," was the general. Et me first say that this is a real story, just as all of my other stories. Nothing is made up and nothing is exaggerated. Hope you enjoy it and please share your thoughts in the comments