Opening the first box, she saw that it was nothing more than a lingerie set in white.A note on the table, along with a stack of twenties caught her ey..., and she read:I have decided that I much prefer a sexy maid, and will pay accordingly, like last time. Since my friend no longer has need of your photos, I changed things around so that I could pay you for the photos, though not quite as much as my friend did. We will have to discuss other ways you can make up the difference, in addition to the. The young wife sighed, smiling secretly, as she remembered that night in the darkened bedroom when she had first allowed Howard to kiss her between her widely spread thighs, when she had first tasted his hard, bittersweet masculinity. A ripple of pleasure coursed through her body at the recollection of that moment--and of the recalled joys she bad experienced the remainder of their stay at the mountain cabin and the nights which had followed it in hers and Howard's marital bed.Oh, things were. "At the mention of "fist," the old lady started dripping gushers of pussy juice onto the sheet. She was obviously recalling something from her past, something she had loved. She had lubricated enough in about five seconds to provide a smooth entry for the kid. His arm went in past the wrist."Oh, yes, oh God, yes," she said, pushing forward with her pelvis. "Fuck me with your arm, baby," she said.Now this got her husband really hot, and I had to remind him to slow down. He tried his best, but I. Moving a bit more forward, I stopped slapping at her face, "Let's see how you like this whore" I then said to her as I now turned my attention to her tits. The first slap across her tits made her cry out in pain and she tried to cover up her tits, "Get those fuckin' hands down" I demanded as I grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms down. "Keep those fuckin' hands down" I demanded and once again sent a hard slap across her tit. She again cried out in pain, but did as she was told and I sent.