Zophia shrugged her slim shoulders, and the maid frock pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it, and turned around. Seeing the look on her master's f...ce, she smiled, and reached her hands behind her back. The clasp clicked, and she tossed the bra to Thompson."Thirty-two double-D, and yes, they're real, as you'll soon find out," she said as she stepped out of her panties. Thompson took in her breasts first. Smaller than his wife's and yet on a woman just under five feet tall, they were very. " The plain white dress was being pulled over her head as the othergirls, all in white scurried out the door giggling. "I can't believe theywere so calloused as to not wake you when the humming started." The hatching!" she gasped, suddenly realizing what was happening. Stillpulling her impression dress over her body she rushed to the door only tofind it blocked from the other side.She and Rita both threw their weight against it, only gaining an openingof about six. I offer my tongue and she accepts, allowing me into her heated mouth as i swipe at everything within reach, tangling my tongue with hers. My hands start to wander, caressing her long brown hair and her seductively feminine curves, eliciting a throaty moan from her. She slides her hand under my shirt, feeling my flexing muscles as she renders me powerless. She feels my thumping heart beat, erratic and excited. Slowly we break the kiss, eager to uncover more hidden treasures. I make her lie on. ’ She got up and began to pace the room. ‘So, neither one of us is perfect,’ she mumbled to herself, as if thinking out loud would help, ‘but Marti and Rick – they are the ones who wanted to go to this party and they dragged me into it. What in the world is going on here?’ First the heavy kissing and petting downstairs, then the strip tease girls in the ballroom, (perhaps appropriately named, considering what was going on in there) and now Marti sneaking upstairs to give a quick, sloppy blow.