My pulse was racing, my mouth was bone-dry yet my cock was screaming "please touch me".Mrs B told me to turn onto my back so she could place the tray ...ver my lap, another thing that caused me brief anxiety as i knew she would being able to see my bulge through the thin summer duvet i was laying under. She pretended not to notice when she placed the tray over my lap pressing it firmly against my rock hard cock. Her big dark breasts hanging from her unzip bodysuit as she leant forward to place. Finally, I finished the vacuuming and sat down on the couch. He still had a good view of me, but I tried my hardest not to look at him. It was starting to get me really horny. And then I got an amazing idea... I was going to give him something even better to watch. I popped in a porn DVD and lay on the couch with my legs towards Alex. As the porn started playing, I was only half watching as I thought about Alex and reached inside my panties. Oh I was absolutely soaked already. I was rubbing. After a few moments she sympathised and said albeit still firmly, “You can rub, girl.” “Thank you, Miss,” Jenny replied as she rubbed her bottom feverishly and made more dancing steps as she tried to rub away the pain. Samantha put the cane on the table and sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and watched. She saw how Jenny was still dancing and rubbing her bottom and the tears kept running down her face. Slowly though the pace of the steps reduced as did the rubbing and as did the tears.. I stroked the wet patch on my knickers and groaned softly as my throbbing moved deep inside. I moved my other hand to my other thigh and slid my skirt up that side too, I used that hand to pull my knickers to one side. My mouth was open and I was breathing so heavy as I ran my finger up and down my wet slit. Out of the corner of my eye I could see both men shifting in their seats, I knew they were enjoying the show. I groaned as I pushed my finger inside my bald wetness, wriggling my finger.