Consonants! Don't be sloppy with the consonants!" Yes, modher!" Elizabeth grinned.Anita Heyworth made like swatting Elizabeth's behind, and with a squ...al, Elizabeth hid behind Vanessa."You cheeky brat!" Anita mock-scolded her. "Here I give you the benefit of my cultivated speech, and you not only ignore my teachings but mock me in the bargain. Whatever can be done with such an insolent child?"Vanessa smiled. "Oh dear, neither of you have any idea of what it entails to have insolent. “Ahh, Sweet. How did someone so young get so good at this? You are driving me crazy with desire, yet I am blissfully serene and soothed. I am craving an orgasmic release, yet content to let you continue to play with me.”As I finished, she drove her fingers into me, her palm hitting my clit. In and out, in and out, splat, splat, splat—my juice spattering my mound and thighs.“Oh, my God!” I yelled, as my body bucked against her. I was almost there when she stopped. “Sweet! How could you stop? I. ”“Stop your flattery John” she said with a smile “it’s unnecessary you know.”Five minutes later Mrs. Crudele walked down the grand staircase where her husband waited at the bottom. She had on a little black cocktail dress with stiletto heels and carried a light wrap and a silver clutch purse. He was wearing a pair of black slacks and a white shirt with the top two buttons unfastened. Though his clothing was expensive it did nothing to hide his bull like physique. Just then the doorbell rang.. We had a maid named Mary, who was taking care of all house hold hold works like washing dishes, cloths, floor and all. She used to come at around 5.30 am and leave at 2 pm. She was around 28 years, married with a kid and her husband was a auto driver. She looked good, with sharp features, dark complexioned, small but firm tits. Narrow waist and round hips. Woman of that age and sexy fig would surely drive men man. No man would leave any opportunity to fuck her. She always wore sari with a.