I had a new maid. Very sweet, innocent. Housemaid. Upstairs maid. The last one had to leave, fat with child. Probably mine, but this one was a peac.... And chaste, well chased but thus far she had eluded me.Ruby lips, swan neck, lithe. I would have had her but for the bitch of a Housekeeper I had inherited when I bought this townhouse. Miss bloody Twelvetrees. Every time I came within an ace of snaring my maid the damned Twelvetrees was there.I had dismissed her three times but she. I loved shopping even if I didn’t buy anything. And today was just that sort of shopping trip. It seemed that every lingerie department was filled with woman shopping and I just hated bumping elbows with them as I shopped. I especially felt strange when a woman old enough to be my mother was shopping.“Guilt and shame is a big part of my life,” I thought as I saw a woman shopping in one department. She was about the same age as my mother and like my mother seemed very private about her. I went to dadaji and asked him to fuck mom. Now or else i ll never show him to fuck me.. He said ok and went to moms room as i kept moms saree up he directly went between her legs and took that gordious pussy in his mouth and started lickemg on which mom started moaning i was standing near the door.. In deep sleep mom pressed dadajis head on pussy and he was licking every croner of her pussy in excitement i started pussin my fingers in my pussy which was getting wet.. After 5 min mom got up but. I own and run a small auto repair shop so I should be able to at least find out what was wrong. Worst case scenario I could have it towed to my shop if I couldn't fix it right there."I couldn't impose on you. I'll just call Triple A," she said."Let me see if I can figure out what's wrong. I try to do a good deed every week and I'm running behind this week," I playfully teased her with a smile.Cynthia laughed, stepped away, and waved her permission for me to check out the car. I looked inside.