The large black car drew up and a very pretty French maid alighted from the driver's side, she quickly glanced toward the window where I knelt, making...my cock pulse as I viewed her long slender legs clad in black stockings; the frill of her black lacy skirt barely hiding the lower cheeks of her round bottom as she turned. Her glance indicated she'd been through this ritual before. She walked around the vehicle to the passenger door and opened it, curtsying as she did, giving me a quick view of. Tara said ‘it’s a good thing I came to check on you instead of sending one of them up here. This monster cock of yours would have scared them. It doesn’t scare me!’ I still have not said a word, just laying there, in a slight daze, with my 17 year old beautiful daughter stroking my meat. She said ‘I’ve seen it before. Several times. It doesn’t scare me at all. As a matter of fact, I knew that one day I would have to meet this monster!’ And with that being said, she bent down to my dick and. My body feltweek,I could not get off the floor, until the pain in my crotch final stopped.Then it felt like an electric current was flowing inside me, my skin wascrawling, as the room started spinning. Everything faded from a soft blurto total darkness. When my vision cleared I finally managed to get backup. It seemed everything in the room was slightly bigger. However eventhough I realized I was getting shorter, my clothes felt tighter. Mypants were so tight I couldn't get them off. I could. He was sitting on our bed in half sleepy situation.Then he ordered my wife ” Chal dekh kaya rahi hai, nikal apne khilone ko bahar aur khelna shuru kar”.She sat down near his legs.She opened the waist belt, opened the buttons of trouser nad pulled down.he was busy in sipping his whisky and watching smilingly doing her all such things.Now he was in brown coloured frenchie.His ten inch tool seems to be errect in his underwear. He then shouted on her ” Chal saali raand ab dekh kya rahi hai,ise.