He did this a few times. Fucking the tight cleavage of my cheeks. After a few moments of this he pressed a little harder as it touched my opening. Eac... time I felt it touch me there, I would press back a little. He would always pull back just before entering me. Such wonderful teasing was driving me absolutely nuts. Then suddenly I felt his grip tighten and he plowed into me.The moment I felt his tip violently enter me, I flooded the front for my shorts with cum. I pumped rope after rope of hot. “The Maid will bring the nibbles and Prosecco in a minute. I have just sent her to put on a proper slip.”“Oh Sophie, I must say you have done an amazing job on Justin, I mean the Maid,” said Mother, “It is just not what I expected.”Their voices were lost as the Maid entered the spare bedroom. She took off her Maid’s dress to stand in her black bra, black French knickers, black suspenders, and white seamed stockings. The white slip the Mistress had referred to was in the second draw of the. Isn’t that thoughtful? Thank you, Miss. Darren, it looks like Becky has made a friend. I’m so glad she learned sign language last year. It is a very valuable thing to know.Did you learn it, Mom?Yes. You should, as well.Why?Then you could see that they are talking about you.Really?Yes. What are they saying?Mitzi is asking Becky if you would join the Mile High Club with her.No way! You’re putting me on.No, she explained to Becky how she has never had a date and can’t get a boyfriend because she. I wanted to talk to her, but by this point she would barely acknowledge me. Our friendship had greatly deteriorated during the last few months of our senior year in Russell Creek High School, and even though she had promised to call sometime, I hadn’t actually spoken to her since a brief and awkward conversation at Guy Britton’s graduation party. I could even remember the conversation. Neither of us could believe that his parents bought him beer for the party, and we both hated the DJ. It was.