A black and white patent short flair dress that laces down the front and has puffy short sleeves, white satin apron and headband. The rest of costume ...ncludes fishnet thigh high stockings and black patent high heels shoes. My wife was so excited and couldn't wait for Saturday night to come dressed as his personal French Maid, to serve him his fantasy all night long! Well Saturday night finally came and her lover arrived right on time, 9:00PM. The door bell rang, my wife took a deep breath, gave. I even paid to have some of your body hair removed. And this is how you talk to me!!" Ivy scolded him."You had no right!!" Charles wept, shaking his head."Would you rather than I have you killed??" she threatened him."Oh God!! Please don't kill me!! Please don't!!" Charles begged, "I'd rather live as a slave than be killed!!"Megan and Katherine laughed."You know you should be glad that instead of having a hitman come after you or letting you fall down the cliff or letting Brady back there cut. I'm sorry, but you looked so..." She searched for a word.I said, "Shocked?" Not exactly. You had what my dad used to call 'the fish look.' Wide-eyed and openmouthed." Larissa and Charlotte embraced and laughed even harder."Well put yourself in my place," I said. "Charlotte, when you first came to stay here, how would you have felt if you'd walked in on Stacie and me in a similar situation?"Charlotte stopped laughing and smiled at me. "Jack," she said, "I wouldn't have been the least bit. I moan as I recover from the incredible orgasm I just had. "I'm your slut, baby." He kisses my neck, cheek, shoulders as he makes love to me. After a few minutes, our lips find each other and lock together. I completely lost myself in our kiss. His tongue probes my mouth matching the thrusts of his cock deep inside my ass. My lips suck on his tongue and my tongue dances against the tip of his.He broke our kiss, "Lets cum together, Loren." He increased his pace a little bit as his hand.