It looks like Carl can’t help but notice either. June curtseys for us, and waves her hand, ushering us inside.“Welcome, come in. Come in.” “Sh... has a maid?” asks Carl. I nod, not surprised.“Damn,” says Carl. I go inside, brushing past June, and Carl follows.“May I take you coat?” offers June. We let her take them.“How are you doing, Sarah? Nice to see you again.”I point to my throat.“What?” asks June, confused.“She can’t talk,” says Carl. “And you two know each other?”I nod. June says nothing. I looked around and only one car was in the garage. I jiggled the doorknob to the house and it too was unlocked. Once inside the doorway, I stood in the middle of the laundry room. I took a deep breath, peeked into the kitchen, saw no one, so I undressed, knelt and placed my hands, palm-up, on my thighs. I opened my knees slightly and was proud of my obvious boner protruding from between my thighs.After what seemed like 10 minutes of waiting in silence, I heard the definitive steps of high. He ran his hands inside my t shirt and felt them in real. he touched my soft boobs, he was pressing them gently.I ran my hands over his pant oh man it was so hot. If I was allowed to measure the temperature it would have been more than 50 deg.. that hot it was I felt how much hot it’ll be inside and how hot he is feeling me in him. I whispered in his ears, “it’s so hot baby” I guess I seduced him by saying that. if I want to kiss it I said no I don’t want to. He ignored me and opened his belt. "What do you want me to do?" she smiled willingly."Get my horse and bring it out front. You can meet me later at the fork south of here." Deputy Phobos," she called out. The door opened, and a clean-shaven man about 19 years old entered into the room. Like Terry, he was too nicely dressed for the occasion, wearing a clean, spotless shirt and a pair of shinny boots that looked like they had been purchased less than 15 minutes before. His face was rough looking and quite intimidating. I found.