Emma looked so horny. I thought she would be livid but as she turned around she smiled. ‘Oui, Oui, Oui, I ‘ave always wanted to be a French Maid,�...�she said in the most amazingly sexy French accent. This was even better than I thought, the wish had given Emma a French accent. ‘Wow Emma you look hot,’ said Rob. ‘Merci,’ replied Emma. ‘Yeah Emma,’ I said, ‘I always thought you were a sexy little cocktease and now I know you are. Your tits look amazing in that outfit.’ ‘Shut up,’ Emma responded. Is there anything you can prescribe orgive me to help me to have a better sexual experience with my wife?"He grabs the blood pressure cuff and says, "Well Mr. Jacobs sometimesthere are other problems that those blue pills can not cure. Let uscheck a few things out and go from there Mr. Jacobs." Therefore, hechecks my blood pressure, checks my heart rate and other common tests.After looking over the results he says to me, "Well seems to be nothingwrong there Mr. Jacobs, to be honest your very. She laughed as she said, "I've been looking for a few good men, and I'm pretty sure I found one!" I congratulated her with a kiss, which because of Teri, lasted longer than I had intended. As she stepped back she grinned, and said, "Thought I'd remind you of what you're missing!" Then she caressed the front of my pants and said with a giggle, "Cecilia's a lucky woman." I couldn't help but laugh.As I dragged my thoughts back to my current surroundings, I was reminded that the reason Rachel was. As soon as she made eye contact I would push the button send a pulse of the strongest vibration to the little egg pressed against her clit. She would smile and then return the favor with the control for the plug in my ass. As she cooked some of my favorite things (steak, mashed potatoes, and a side of steamed carrots, I caught glimpses of her cock, bouncing underneath her maids uniform. The more I saw it, the more I became eager to have it buried deep in my ass. By now I could really care less.