” he began. “Now just wait Mr. Ryman!” Kristen said interrupting him and moving closer. John loved it when she called him Mister Ryman. Especi...lly in that pleading voice she was using right now. “I know I would be wonderful for the job and you wouldn’t regret your decision to employ me! I’m punctual and organised and very approachable...” she went on listing her various attributes. As she walked closer and closer towards him Ryman settled his eyes away from her face that was babbling. Maria, my mother’s Lady’s Maid, who is my age, promised to roll my hair for me tonight before bed so it will be ready for the ringlets that I will wear to the ball tomorrow. I pause at her door. It is closed, but she is not alone in there. I hear her giggle, then gasp, and a deeper voice grunts something unintelligible. Curious, I quietly push the door open just a crack and have to stifle my own gasp at what I see. Maria, wearing nothing but her corset, is on her knees with her back to me.. He tells her“Don’t stop”As he slaps her butt, then face fucks her and throats her until her eyes water and she gags several times he repeats :“Don’t fucking stop!”She gasps and splutters but obeys. She kneels below him sucking his balls and begs him to fuck her face. Soon she is gagging, He stands her up, they kiss and hold hands briefly and he turns her to face the girder so he can fuck her from behind. As he enters her she groans“It’s so big!”He fucks her hard against the girder, fast and. Haha.”The thought of Cliff’s 8 inch cock raced through Lauren’s mind. Her cunt was craving a hard cock. “Yes, tell him I will be there in about 45 minutes.” She typed back.She wasn’t sure how, but she was going to convince her mom to stop so she could get fucked by their new truck driver friend. “Tell him to come to Red when I get there. Same lot.”“OK. Have fun. Enjoy your fuckin’!” Sara laughed to herself as she finished typing and laid down the phone.Lauren smiled. Grace had gathered herself.