This is not the usual attire for a Sundayevening dinner for 2 at home! Needless to say, my husband noticed. Iteased him while I prepared dinner. He wo...ld come up from behindme and run his hand under my skirt… feeling my moist pussy…slipping a finger in… he wanted to bend me over the counter andfuck me but I told him to wait.We ate dinner and as we finished, I took my husband by the hand andbrought him to the living room and sat him on the couch. I whisperedin his ear that I had a story for him.. I smiled wryly feeling foolish of this unexpected encounter – the maid’s keen eyes however didn’t fail to notice the bulge in my crotch and smiled even wickedly at me.She muttered something unintelligible and when I demanded an explanation, she said naughtily that she now understood why Madam needed a rub down and soothing massage daily from her.She massaging my wife – that was news to me.I asked her to elaborate, when she told me that Madam had severe body pains on most of the days, when she. "Bitsy flew back into the solarium "they are discussing sex, I'm going to kill Brand." Natalie blinked "why are you going to kill Brand?" Bitsy huffed "he mentioned having sex on horseback." Natalie looked up with interest "horseback?" Laurel giggled "go see what else they're saying." Bitsy grinned at Laurel "on a fur rug by the fire huh" Laurel gasped. Bitsy giggled and flew back out of the room, Marti'en sat chortling. Trink took another long drink, "now there ain't nothin better then a wild. They were dark red and quivering. Her clitoris was jerking as if it was a spurting cock. A thin stream of colourless juice drained out of her cunt onto the bed. I liked her again. The more I licked her, the more juice she leaked.“Do me Adi” she whispered. I got on top of her and slid my cock into her. She was insatiable.We had fucked the whole night but she was still eager. I was ready too. I slid in and inserted to the hilt. My underbelly met hers. I let my cock soak in her juices for some.