" Princess, I wasn't upset. I just set the record straight. My name for any of your fuck toys is Mr. Wilkinson or Terrance. Never Terry. Next I won't ...op to and serve them. They are your guests, not mine. So you take care of them. That pretty much covers it." I would prefer not to watch you but if it's like earlier, it's sort of OK for a while. What I won't do is what you had asked. Handle your cum stained laundry, not while the guy is around. I'll do your laundry once a week like I have been. My blouse was wide open. They just stared at me sitting on both sides of the bed, so I closed my eyes.In just a second I felt hands on both my breasts and then more hands on my stomach and legs. They rubbed me for a while and then someone got brave enough to undo my shorts. Two of them tugged them down and pulled them off. I heard one of them mumble "shit" as they looked at my body and bald pussy and all of them were mumbling to each other. I slowly spread my legs on the bed and could feel the. Relieved, she went back to her workstation, to find herself alone in the office once more.Anne sat back in her chair, gazing into infinity for a moment. She wondered how Stan and Denise were getting on, what they were doing.Denise had taken her own car that morning, as she'd be dropping into her house later to pick up some clothes, do some laundry and a little housework. She got home, completed her chores and in no time at all it was already half past six. Denise was tired, hungry and feeling. ...... I feel warm around my throat, and then there is a gentle squeezing in a intensely erotic way, as if I am being shown my helplessness, and it only makes me more wet, and I love the feeling of having my life completely taken out of my hands, of being dominated totally, of having no choice, no thought, no escape.. I want it to squeeze harder, and it hears me.. the pressure is strong and I feel myself becoming light-headed, the euphoria is surging through me now.. And then as the grip.