This is what Cory wants. I closed the door and asked, “What are your names?”The taller of the two boys said, “I’m Sean. I live in the last hou...e on the left before you get to the corner. This is my best friend, Jonesy. He lives across the street.”“How old are you?”“I’m fifteen. Jonesy will be fifteen next week.”Oh my god! Damn that Cory! He’s going to make me molest two young boys who live on my street!I turned and saw Cory leaning comfortably against the doorframe at the entrance to the family. Both my kids slept and that left only me and my friend chatting freely. I shared with him that how much I missed my husband unlike his family life, to which he was desperately attached. He opened up that even he had been very bored of his conservative wife and who did not give him space to live a life on his own.I asked my maid to prepare our dinner and sleep in her outside quarter and that we would soon finish of our dinner and sleep, after I would see him off. Suddenly, in the room, where we. She wanted nothing more than to get on her knees and help Charlotte in her chore. Her moist pussy was now dripping down the insides of her thighs. She would not give in though. She looked her Master straight in the eye and mouthed the words “Fuck you” Abruptly, she turned around and started making her way back upstairs. She had only made it a short distance, when, she was pulled back down by her ponytail. It was her Master, and he was angry. She loved it. The pain brought by the hair. Lee reminded her that her bonus would be dependent on the success of the event and her gave her a very skimpy outfit to wear. It was a cropped top and a pair of booty shorts in the company color of neon green (the outfit will be available from the website shortly).There really wasn’t much to new outfit, it was the kind of thing that could really come off quite quickly.The next day she walked around the caf? handing out flyers and encouraging people to attend her event.It read:Tracey Smith will.