The night after the bar was our planned diner together. My husband, myself, and her. She got to our house and it was again strange at first, because l...ss than 24 hours ago we were making out at the bar. We shuffled through the clunkiness and ate in front of the TV. I was sitting in a single chair, my husband on the couch and she was sitting on the floor next to him, leaning on his legs. I'm not sure why we ended up eating in that position, but we did. Drinks came next, and she moved up next to. He smiles. Again. Buzzzz. He runs it along the skin of your tummy. Mmm. Downward along the inside of your hip, then your inner thigh. You clench as tight as you can. Bracing for it. Your pussy is dripping now and it’s not urine. He places the vibrator right next to your lips, you start to squirm in excitement now. ‘No! I must not! Stop!’ The vibrator touches your lips as he slides it along them slowly, and to the flesh over your clit. Oh my God!. Another squirt. You clench again, determined not. Whatever had happened before, this was no simulation. Her head bobbed and Marie rocked until she too attained a climax, this time unaccompanied by music but by yet more applause. My Lady turned then to Jenkins. ‘We will retire now Jenkins, thank you.’ ‘Of course, Milady.’ Jenkins led us along the passageway to the room I had first ben to with her. She opened the door and ushered us in, following behind us. The room was softly lit and a fire burned warmly in the grate. Jenkins moved to a corner. And yes send me feedback on this story to Yes, as you know that I’m living in my grandma’s house in a village. And started having fun with my hot maid Shantha. After that incident, I get to fuck her daily. It was like a cloud9 feeling. She stayed on night in the house. I used to fuck her anytime I feel to fuck. I didn’t even wear any clothes in the house I used to be naked. And go near her when she is working and grab her waist and pulling her boobs. And she used to suck my dick. This continued.