His eyes were hazel with green flecks that sparkled with the lights gleaming off the water. His hair was a wavy black that framed his very angular fac..., his mouth turned down into a frown. ‘Are you O.K, Angel?’ he questioned, looking intently at Angela. ‘My name’s Angela,’ she said sharply, but then she immediately regretted her coldness. He was trying to be nice and he did seem to be genuinely concerned about her. Rather than react to her attitude, he smiled and winked at her. ‘I know,’ he. But you're seeing a doctor Monday if this persists. I'll be back around five." Sure. Whatever." I lay perfectly still until the sound of my mums car fades away. Then I throw back the covers and run down the stairs to the front door. The deadbolt slams shut and I literally skip back up to my room. Once I'm there I peel off the false trappings of masculinity. I stand naked in front of a mirror. I wouldn't say I was fit. But I wasn't really fat either. The best descriptor would be slim. I must. With a slow deliberate movement, she bent over to retrieve the document before the breeze could take it away. She did not squat or crouch down: she bent over. There could be only one reason she did so - and yes, as I stared the short skirt of her dress rode up and the full flesh of her tanned buttocks was staring back at me. I even had a brief moment to realise the pattern on her panties was black flowers on a white background. She stood back up as her mother scolded her for not bending down. .OOOO..FUCK ME..FUCK ME… ”Then I pulled my hand out and lowered her leggings. I lowered her panty as well. Then I laid her on my bed. Neha still had her kurti on and I was fully clothed. Now she was lying on the bed without leggings. I saw her wet pussy. I felt like it was calling me to come and eat it.Without wasting time, I started licking my hot servant’s pussy. The aroma around her pussy was turning me more and more on.I put my tongue inside her pussy and started licking and eating it. Neha.