Being a good looking girl of late twenties, I always dress in sexy clothes when reporting to such jobs, not like the usual maids or cleaning girls, si...ply because I usually aim at making money in other methods than the routine job specified as a maid or a cleaning lady.While doing my job, the boss kept going back and forth, he was chatting with me asking questions, he clearly showed interest, he seemed to like what he saw one way or another, but he was a real nice man, one of his questions was,. But as soon as she was killed they disbanded and went there own ways. It had seemed like this one had found employment with the nomes.Leandra saw him, waved her hand and the torch went out. She watched as he grabbed Dorothy and pulled her by the arm down the torch lit tunnel. Leandra followed from the shadows, seeing Dorothy struggle to get out of his grip. It was no use. He brought her down to a wooden door and swung it open and threw her in. The door shut behind him and Leandra peeked through. I screamed with mingled pain and ecstasy as his enormous pile-driver forced its way into my hungry rosebud. Bill, bless his horndog instincts, ignored my screaming and wriggling, and just pulled me further onto his tool, chasing that itch inside me.The others glanced at me, but the noise around us was overwhelming and the girl on the horse was nearing the climax of her ride. Literally, as it turned out -- some sort of off-white goo suddenly jetted from the stallion's cock, splashing copiously. I cleaned myself up and then drifted back to my thoughts. I had not known how long it had been, till someone knocked the door to the washroom.It was G.“All fine here?” he enquired, caringly.“Yep I replied back, just needed some hot water.”A minute later, he was there with the jug of water, he walked in refilled my glass and sat nearby making a seat out of the toilet chair.“All fine.” He asked this time a bit more concerned.“So far so good.”“Let me know if it is going beyond.”“Yep I certainly.