Mistress returned and before she could say anything Steve said, “I wish to continue my interview to be your Maid.” Mistress smiled, “Very well S...ephanie, follow me.” Although she said it in a kind and loving tone she grasped him firmly by the elbow and led him down the hallway, as if he were a c***d. “You may remove your clothing, place it in this bag and report to me in my bedroom.” Steve did as he was told then anxiously and cautiously entered her bedroom where Mistress was busying herself. “Can I use your little boys room please Bert?” I asked and he giggled his reply, “Are you a little boy?” he joked with a wink.. he stood up holding his hand out, “Come on son, I’ll show you where it is” he said and we were like the blind leading the blind as we stumbled out to the bathroom.He walked in with me and we giggled at the prospect of both going together, I guess when needs must and all that but then again it was no different from standing at a urinal in a public toilet so I happily. Wo phn uthayi..She : hello kaha ho??Me : gaon mai She : kab aogey??Me : ek din ke badhShe : mujhe kon satisfy karega aaj ka din mai??Me : tumhara dosth hai na?? Wo ye bath sunkar pura hairan hogayi and silence hogayi ek bath bhi muh se nikla naiMe : kuch tho bolo silence kyun hogaye hoShe : mera dosth kon tum hi mujhe har din satisfy karte ho and aur ek dosth kon mujhe pata nai??Me : pata nai bhabhi .. Abhi tumhara chut kon chat rahe hai??She : kaha ho tum??Me : tumhara winfow ke pas ??Wo. ”“Show your appreciation.”Olivia turned to one side to see Greta’s still dripping pussy inches from her face. Without having to be told what to do, she stretched her head and shoulders over and gave the lips a little tender kiss, as if she were kissing a lover. It, more than being face fucked by the very same cunt, made her feel nauseous. “There’s a good little whore,” Greta said, patting her on the head as she did it, “Now let’s get her stretched and gagged and move on.” Mehmet and Hasan.