She look at me and say yes. I tell her she can touch it, she put her hand out and feel it. She ask why it was so hard like wood. I take her hand and r...p it round my penis and show her how to keep It.Then I show her how to rub it. Slowly at first. I ask if she enjoying it. She say yes very much. Can I touch your boob ? She say yes. She was rubbing my penis and I was touching her boobs. It was so good and soft and nice. I can see she was enjoying when I rub her nipple she let out a moan and she. I felt one of my dildos begin to enter my vagina. Then it was deep in me, my hips moving back to get as much in as I could. Patrick’s two fingers were on my clit again. They pressed and released, pressed and released, and I humped myself back against them. Moments later I started to cry. Not really. I wasn’t really crying. But that’s what I sound like when I have the sort of orgasm that takes away all conscious thought. One of those orgasms ripped through me now. When it finally subsided and I. Lights were off still. But I turned on my flash light and kept on the table. I then started kissing her neck to which she started her sexyyyy sounds. She got seduced. I wanted to keep seducing her so I kept my hand on her thighs and started caressing it. I slowly raised my hand upwards towards her choot and found she was wearing a panty. I started pressing and caressing her choot over her panty. She went mad as I was kissing her at the same time. Then I took both my hands under her 1 piece and. It was a good thing that I have had a Brazilian. I looked at myself in the mirror, “A Nordic maiden”. Some makeup touch up, transformed me into “A HOT and Gorgeous Nordic Maiden”. No one could mistake my horny state of sexuality.The outside door opened quickly and Jim the “Great White Hunter” walked straight into the bedroom where the maid and I were still primping. “How are you Dawn?” he asked. “Quite well, thank you”, I responded. “Tell me please, is Jim your real name?” He looked straight.