I could easily see where his daughters inherited heir height. I wished he would have showed up a few minutes ago when Mr. Obnoxious was here. Dad was ...bout 6’ 6” and scary looking with his dark eyes and thick bushy black eyebrows. His hawk beaked features partially buried beneath several days beard growth; his long sinewy arms covered with grease and grime from working on the generator would have people shy away without him saying a word. It worked for me.I relaxed as soon as I realized he was. He could not see why she stopped him from his oral work by lifting up off his face just enough to render his tongue incapable of reaching her. "Open your mouth." she ordered quietly but firmly as she did so.He was caught slightly be surprise then by her warm, salty waste gushing unannounced over his face at first and then directly into his mouth. "Mmmm, swallow me" she moaned relieving herself down his mouth, the excess piss and love juices running over and down his cheeks as he attempted to. The maid was in the drawing room, sweeping the floor at that time. She always wore a saree with a very loose blouse. So normally when she would roam around, no part of her upper body was visible.But that day for the very first time, I saw that when she bent for sweeping the floor, her blouse was getting too much loose and the maid’s two big ripe mangoes were pretty much seen hanging out as the most desired things in the world!It was the very first time I was looking at the almost-bare upper. I don't know which was better, the view from the font at her immense cleavage or the view from the side. From my vantage point I could see a bit of both views. I sat for several moments taking in the sight. Eventually I forced myself to look around and see if her bold move had gotten her more attention.As I looked at the ocean from behind my sunglass I enjoyed watching a few men look over at her while they walked by. I could tell they enjoyed the view and I enjoyed looking back and forth from.