When I came back to the table, I saw Kendra and Anna both with broad smiles and my mind started racing. When I sat down, Kendra leaned in a whispered,..."Maybe you should have worn darker slacks because light ones could show pantylines." I had a horrified look on my face and she saved me when she added, "Don't worry, I don't think Anna noticed, but I did see a little wet spot on the front." Then her hand went to my crotch, and I looked down and did see the spot she talked about. She kissed my. I took the light away and let her sit up. I told her not to sneak up on me again in the future.“Does he usually interrogate you in his underwear?” I asked, she laughed.“I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you. I was wondering if you had checked up on anything regarding my,” she stammered and looked away from me. “Eh…my toys?” “I’m sorry but the signal in here is poor,” I informed her and let her out of my grasp.“You can come up to my room. It’s better in the house,” she said and grabbed my hand.“Is. She closed her eyes and was rhythmically moving her body to match my humps. After 5-7 minutes of intense fucking, I came inside her. It was a burst of cum inside her pussy and she said that she could feel the hot fluid inside her.I collapsed on the side and we were tired after our very first session. After that, we cleaned ourselves. We returned to the bed and were hugging each other. She was rubbing her hands over my chest. I took it and placed it over my dick and told her to stroke my dick.. I’ll take them to your room.’ ‘Thank you, Max.’ Max Brynner had been the family chauffeur for years. She figured he was in his late forties or early fifties. He was very strong for a man who did not care to go the gym, and he was also very resourceful, dependable, loyal and good-hearted. He was really the type of man she wanted in a husband. He had served her parents as their chauffeur until they hired another one and gave her Max for her own. Since then, Max had been not just a chauffeur but a.