Maria Elena pulled out Victor’s chair for him to sit down and quickly knelt, awaiting permission to join the others at the table. Cecilia glanced at...her with a curious expression, but at the breakfast table said nothing. After breakfast Cecilia attended to her nephew while Maria Elena cleaned up from breakfast. She quickly returned to Victor’s bedroom to make his bed and clean the upstairs bathroom. ———- At 9:00 Maria Elena started her new job at the university. She would work under the. He considers reaching for the bathrobe on the back of the door, but it is too far and his cock is still hard, so he gives the idea up. The woman enters, looking at him warily. His hair is wildly rumpled, giving him the air of a mad Roman emperor. But he looks nice enough, slender and well-made, with the kind of muscles you get from working, not working out...she notes the flatness of his belly under the sheet and reminds herself that he is flat on his back, still half-asleep, and she could. "Pretty much anything." You do, do you?" Uh huh." He said positively. "Like, if I was to say, why don't you take off that dress and come over here and give me a blow job, I'd bet you'd be —" Holy shit!" Don said as my knees hit the deck on either side of Ray's feet. I'd undone the buttons holding the straps up, but it hadn't quite made it to my ankles and was now down holding my calves together."Damn, woman!" He said as I fumbled his shorts open and grabbed a hold of the elastic of his. It took forever and he knew I was anxious to fuck. He shot me an evil, evil grin. Oh this man of mine. Once removed, he pulled a chair closer to him and took a seat in front of my spread legs. Being that my obgyn is typically the only one to sit on a chair at eye level with my twat, I was suddenly, completely self-conscience. I sat up to look at him questioningly but he shushed me and told me to lie back down. I felt a finger enter my pussy and heard him taste me. He let out a satisfied groan.