How she had resented her parents for not having more children. She stared into the face of the maid and she knew she had to banish all thoughts of her...as a machine, she had to make her real, she had to hold on to the dream. She told herself this maid was as human as she was she willed herself to believe it, allow herself to sink into it, if she were not to burst this bubble, if she were not to lose out once again. The maid moved in slowly, and Ellie parted her lips. She felt the dampness, she. I was doing reports and waited for her to come out for a fashion show as she usually does. She has really learned how to dress to tease the senses. She came into the family room and did a pirouette. I could only admire her style. The dress she had on was a white rayon-silky party dress that laced up the open front from her waist in a criss cross pattern and the skirt flared out in four layers to mid thigh. The top had built in bra cups and depending on how tight she laced it up would fall open. Then after few minutes Manish pushed his cock completely inside her asshole and cummed inside her. After a few seconds of rest, he pushed his huge cock out and it was dripping some drops of cum.He then stretched my mother’s asshole and white liquid started flowing out of her asshole. Manish just fell on the bed and relaxed. Now my father wanted to fuck my mother. But she just joked about his dick size and told him that she can enjoy much more with a child’s dick than him.But Manish insisted my. They will say anything to get to fuck a girl. I know this is different... I know you're different, but still. I can't help but worry." I promise, Stephanie. What can I do to convince you?" I begged. "I've stayed chaste for you for so long..." I know something," she offered, meekly. "That maybe could prove that you care more for me than anybody else... or yourself..." I want to do it. Please. Anything. I'll go down on you for hours, take you shopping, cook, clean for you. Anything, Steph. You.