She was waiting for us in the kitchen. She hooted with laughterwhen she saw me."Oh Dave - sorry, Maria - you look marvellous! A perfect picture of a...ousemaid!"I gritted my teeth and didn't reply."To be honest, I don't see how this is going to work," Sally said,well aware of my rising anger. "How are you going to give your maidorders, when she doesn't speak English - your idea, I seem to remember- and you don't speak Spanish?"Anna's face fell. I hadn't thought of that either. My clever. It was large and looked like a small cock. Again I flicked it with my tongue before running it up and down between her lips taking in her aroma and tasting the cum flowing freely. “Just fuck me already,” she whispered. In one motion I entered her and bottomed out. She had my entire length inside her and it felt amazing. The walls of her pussy seemed to milk me, urging me to cum. The tightness around me was something I hadn’t felt in many years. I slowly started moving inside her and we were. Liz pulled the spasming snake out of her mouth and fell to her knees. Nate grabbed her chin and pulled her face up. Liz looked at me as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Nate deposited another load of jism past Liz’s tongue and into the back of her cum thirsty throat. Unbelievably, he wasn’t finished yet. Several more ropes of thick white cream spurted from Nate’s thick, black python and splattered across my wife’s swollen and abused tits. Liz sat back on her haunches and groaned,. "Preacher this is Selma and Tommie, ladies this is the preacher I told you about." Uncle Deacon nobody has called me preacher since I got home. I wish you would stop it." The women laughed."Especially when meeting two women," she smiled at me knowingly. She was also the older of the women. Since it was a table nobody was paired up. I spent most of the time engaging the younger woman in conversation. That is until Deacon realized that I had things a bit wrong.The women had gone to the ladies.