He knew the layout of this place, and saw a way to use that knowledge.Balling a girl he had hardly spoken to, and almost out in public, was crazy, he ...hought. But she seemed to want it.Was he feeling that crazy tonight?John suggested that she tell her date she was going to the bathroom and that she go instead to a little curtained alcove next to the ladies' room.Sylvia did not know quite what John had in mind, but she wanted to do it with him, wanted him very much. She walked back there and. I opened the door and went in wearing my underwear. She was facing the other side of the wall and sitting on the stool. Her ass crack could be seen clearly. She told me to pour the water in the bucket using the jug and I started doing so. She told me to apply the soap on her back.I took the soap and starting rubbing on her back then slowly started moving to the front as she insisted me to do so. She then stood up and told me to rub it all over her body. I started taking advantage and continued. I was pretty hard by now and her magical hands made my dick shoot straight up, aiming right for her mouth. She took a breath near my dick and was making me go crazy. I held her by her hair and forced my dick in her mouth, she obliged. She started gagging on my dick, slurping, deep throating at times and relieving me just as I was about to come. I was on cloud nine.I grabbed her ass, lifted her up and removed her panties, and what I saw was a bit disappointing. I have never really been a fan of. At least that was what the good Father Rupert would say. Hah. For all the good that knowledge brought me. And so I continued.I was roused out of my reverie by one of the maids. I did not know her name, though I should. I was the "Viscount du Burgondie" and this was my home. But since I just "arrived" a short while ago, I did not. However, I did know what caught my eye and my attention.She was doing a marvelous job of getting my attention, especially when she bent over to retrieve something that.