I dug through the hamper and found several more pairs of worn panties, all thongs and g-strings. They smelled wonderful but not as strong as the red g...string. I found the Aldos she bought yesterday. I fucked them hard while sniffing her red g string. I was about to cum but held back. I wasn't finished looking around. In her bedroom closet were boxes of expensive designer shoes--Valentinos, Jimmy Choo, Louboutins. I fucked every pair and placed them in a neat row.Next up was to explore her most. We had three waitresses, two waiters, and a couple of Mexican bus boys. I knew the chef had a crush on me as he was always flirting with me when no one was around. He was really in a good mood when he found out that Anthony had left for the evening!"Hey Tracy... How does it feel to big boss?" He teased."It feels pretty good... even if it is only for one night."Then I teased back, "Now lets stop bull-shitting, people are waiting for their food."Everyone in the kitchen started laughing. Even the. "Pedro, you in there?" John called out as we approached the other garage."Yes sir, Mr. Jones. I'm in here." Come on, I want you to meet my right hand man around here." We entered the garage and a short yet fit man of Spanish descent. "Pedro, this is Paul Johnson, he is dating Ashlee."We exchanged handshakes and John went onto explain Pedro's function. "Pedro has been our handyman for what, the past 20 years. He fixes things here and is the winter caretaker of my resort and helps the staff at. I put one hand down her shirt and this time she didn't stop me.Her tits were so firm and big. I was playing with her nipples when I felt them familiar tingle that I get when I'm about to cum. "I'm close" I barely managed to get those words out. She pulled off my cock with a pop. "Pull over," she said. "I want you in me."I pulled over in front of someone's house and pulled the handle on the seat to slide it all the way back. She left her skirt on, she just straddled me and moved forward towards.