. I never want to hurt you."Again, her response astonished him. Her eyes opened with a pop and she glared at him. "Look, mister, she demanded. "I just...felt the most exquisite sensation I have ever felt in my life. But it's just a start. Now will you please get that huge piece of steel pipe back where it belongs, this instant? That's in my sloppy cunt, if you need directions. And if you're not sure what it is you're doing, you're fucking my ass off!" she cried. "Now do it!"Poor Ken was utterly. Her other members on the “B” team were Cindy Garcia who was already a Corporal and had only been in country for five months, and two male translators that spoke German better than English having been born in the fatherland and moving to the United States when they were teenagers and learning English at an accelerated pace with a combination of excellent Catholic school teaching and native language speakers that immersed them in the English correct grammar and introduced them to the nuances of. “I don't mind”, I whispered hoarsely. David just winked at me, and went back, to what he had been doing before. His touch made me squirm. I wanted more. I wanted him. And he was not even that close to my crotch, yet.As if he had read my thoughts, his hands slid under the seam of the boxer shorts I wore. “Lift your ass.” His low voice made me shiver. Even more than his fingers, as they brushed my skin as the pulled the shorts down.I glanced down, as he brushed them down my legs. Evidence of our. Cindy goes to school and works part-time for a maid service (for extra income). She does about 6 houses a week and has many clients. The story starts with Jim, he owns one of the bigger houses that she cleans, and of course, he's black! Cindy has told me about him and how Jim will sometimes be there when she cleans (most of the time the client is not at home). She also said that Jim will sometimes expose himself to her, via coming out of the shower and acting like he didn't know she was there.