"Dance for me."That alluring smile says it all. The merest nod of your head as I take one of two comfortable, over-sized looking chairs sitting beside...a small table decorated only with a lamp across from the bed which has suddenly become invisible to my minds eye. You are center stage, and you are all I can now see.As you turn, like a magic act the first bare shoulder emerges from the simple flimsy sun-dress you are wearing. Already I find myself wanting to plant kisses upon that shoulder, and. ” Mom didas she was told, she had no other choice. When theMexican was totally drained, he ordered her to suck hisballs. For Mom, it was awkward, getting her mouth open enoughto get his balls in and suck them. She finally settledon getting her lips around one ball at a time.It must have felt really good, because the creep wassquirming and moving his hips. I have to admit, gettingmy balls sucked had never occurred to me before. All mythoughts were just getting my cock sucked.. Inga was now a maid to them. She was afriend's servant and eye candy. As more guests entered the house, Inga began to make the rounds. Sheplaced the trays in front of the guests, and she asked if they would likean appetizer. They would take one or they would ignore her as she walkedaround the downstairs rooms. She carried the trays that she assembled for over an hour and half. Theconstant pain in the balls of her feet was effectively masked by herforced smile. As far as Inga was concerned,. When Rachel arrived, Ana opened the door and invited her inside our home. "OMG, am I early? Do you need a minute?" Rachel asked."No, everything is perfect!" Ana replied. As I entered the room"I didn't interrupt did I?" "No, please come in, we were just about to have some wine. Join us." I added. I thought for sure Ana was going to get dressed before Rachel arrived, but instead she stayed true to the agreement. We hadn't shared it with any of our friends. It was always just our thing. But here.