Every move they made with the agonizing, inhuman slowness of cats creeping to their prey.The women trembled and shook, they convulsed with sexual joy....lowly Susanne raised her head from the sheets and her eyes found Corinna’s. Their hands grip the soaken bedsheets as they braced themselves. Legs spread wide until their pussies were utterly open to each other. They thrust hard with their hips and asses, pushing their pussies as far as possible into each other. Their wet burning cunts kissed each. "Patricia, I expect you to help Antonia and Juanita get into theirflamenco costumes," said Charlotte."But I am called Patrick," I said."Firstly I do not expect my maid to answer back and secondly don't beridiculous Patricia she said slapping my backside. How many people callPatrick dress like you?" I was starting to struggle to think of myselfas a man.So here I was helping my "daughters" into their flamenco dresses andstumbling around in stilettos. We, the men of the family (well Maid. Aur woh boli ki kya guroor rahe ho.Main: Kuch nahi.Teacher: Toh dress ke andar kya dekh rahe the? (gusse mein)Main: Kuch bhi toh nahi.Teacher: Mujhe malum hai ki tum kya dekh rahe the. Teri ye harkat band kardo nahi toh gharpe bol dungi ye harkat ke baare mein.Main: Sorry teacher, firse nahi hoga.Teacher: Thik hai aur aagese yaad rakhna.Par aadat se majboor tha kyuki tab porn ke alawa live mein ek hi aurat thi jiske boobs dekhne milte the. Toh firse thodi der baad main uske boobs dekhne laga. She was evidently proud of her breasts because her cleavage was barely contained in the top of her dress. However she was exceptionally beautiful. They both turned to look at Gary as he came in and he smiled at them. The girl in the red dress smiled back and he walked over to stand between them. “Hi, ladies; I’m Gary. Mind if I join you for a little bit?” The girl in the red dress said, “Hi, I’m Melissa. I don’t mind, do you?” she asked, turning to the girl on the left. She looked less.