Just being in the room with these people was horrid now that we all knew why I was there.“Okay, Katie, Hecate told me you’d be willing to do anyth...ng to get us to sign the contract. I didn’t get to be Head of Procurement by giving the store away. So everything better mean everything if you get my drift?”He was making it easy for me to understand what he had in mind. He casually placed his hand on my ass and was squeezing my butt cheek like he was trying to find the right tomato at the. It was my maid!!! Now keep this in mind; my maid was fucking bomb. She was about 32, two k**s, black hair, about 5' 5'', great rack about 36 d tits, superb ass, great figure, and she was from venezuela. I had jacked off to her her many times. She opened the door and I couldn't stop jacking off so she saw me and dropped my laundry all over the floor. She was wearing a white tank top and some short shorts.She said "My muchacho! what are you doing." I said "I, I'm sorry I just couldn't help it.". That much was clearly showing. Though I'd have also been hard pressed to actually find his dick.Dinner as usual was excellent, as was the floor show as the Blue Guys with their big dicks ran around the audience thrilling and teasing everyone. They had ended their entertainment with what could only be described as the wildest drumming I had ever seen performed, especially considering the 'drum-sticks' they used when doing that.But dinner had certainly been interesting in another way as well.. “Ooohhh, faarrrk...” Paul moaned. I wondered if he’d ever felt such pleasure in his life, the way he reacted. His cock was beautiful. I wanted to taste his load, but I also wanted him deep inside me.After a couple of minutes, I playfully admonished him with, “Don’t you cum! Not yet!” I stood up and knelt on the bed straddling him. Almost instinctively, his hand reached out and he ran a finger along my sopping cunt. It tingled so beautifully. He then gently inserted a finger. I squealed slightly.