This got me even harder).she put eyeliner, bright red lipstick everything on me. she told me since I was a maid I should clean the room, while she mak...s a call to her mother about next weeks plans. I had the music on and was cleaning for about 15 minutes or so, I didnt even hear her come back in. I froze when I turned around and saw her standing there with her ex boyfriend and his brother. They said they heard I was a pretty sissy maid and liked being a slut. My wife was standing there smiling.. I have only been back little more than a week but in that time I seem to have grown adept at eavesdropping on the thoughts of individuals, particularly lone girl students. Mostly they are on prosaic things, lectures, washing, shopping, possible dates and such like, but sometimes they reminisce on the boys they have been with and what they might do together on a future date. I was amazed at the vulgar thoughts coming from what outwardly appeared to be innocent young students. I was also amazed. “It's filling my ass, Sir. Sir, it feels *soooo* good! I'm so filled up!”I turn on the vibe. I'm whimpering and moaning.“OH SIR IT FEELS SO GOOD IN MY DIRTY ASSHOLE!”My hips gyrate, butt moving up and down, a delicious and packed feeling in me. Loving it. Moving sensuously as I reach down again, feeling for the handcuffs. Finding them, slapping them on quickly.“Sir, I need cock, Sir. Cock, please. I need cock in my mouth, please, Sir.”I find the black vibe, pick up it up in my cuffed. Her strength was incredible. She’d picked me up like I was nothing more than a c***d. As I lay in the middle of the bed, shocked at the ease with which she’d been able to manhandle me, she climbed onto the bed and threw her leg over me. “That’s it, now get back to work,” she said firmly as she straddled me and started lowering herself onto my upturned face, her warm womanly essence cloaking me like a comforting shroud. She settled right down, the large fleshy petals of her slick pink labia.