Michelle shivered. She was wearing her usual business suit but hadtaken off her jacket and kicked off her heels."You do feel cold," John ran his ran ...is hands up and down Michele'slegs."Yeah I should have worn my opaque winter tights instead of thesesheers," Michele said."Yeah but I like sheers," John grinned and stroked her legs."Snuggle?" she asked."Sure. It'll keep us warm," John agreed.John pulled the throw rug off the back of the lounge and covered themwith it while they spooned. . I could feel my sweet pussy juice gushing from my tight little fuck spot. He sucked on me like I was his own, personal little honey pot. His tongue circled and licked at my virgin hole, pushing and probing it until my sweet, tight little cunt finally gave way. I cooed his name as his tongue pushed deeper and deeper into the depths of me; "Daaddyy, mmmm, ooohh Dadddyyy!" His tongue licked and sucked, massaging my insides, forcing more of my sweet juices to squirt into his mouth. He gently slid. It was dark at that time and upon closer look, I recognized that it was the maid who worked in my house a few years ago.She also recognized me and was happy to meet me and we had a small chat. Her name was Devi aged 37 with a brown complexion and medium-sized figure. She was hired to be a maid at that house in which I saw her. After the chat, we proceeded to part our ways and a week past.On Friday morning I found her sitting on the pavement in front of the house. When she saw me she walked. One of the men at the urinal turned and looked, but all he could see was my head. He turned away and then looked back again and I slowly opened the door a little more until he could see some of my underwear.He turned away from the urinal and faced my door still wanking his cock. He gestured for me to open the door fully. I was shaking like a leaf but excited more than I had ever been in my life. The feeling was electric. He stood wanking and then said "Look at this"! The rest of the guys at the.