" She pulled the curtains quickly and I thought my chance had gone, but I didn't give up. With the curtains drawn we commenced our sex session and I b...gan again with my tongue, I then moved her onto all fours again and asked her what it would be like if someone was watching us now. I could feel her wetter than ever, both of us now aware of the cleaner now at the window just behind the curtains. I told her that I could see the cleaner watching us, she froze and looked up at the curtain, there. I just want to taste that sweet derriere of yours!” Maurice told Lilith as she knelt and watched some news on TV.It wasn’t too much longer before Lilith had to really try hard to not think about Maurice’s tongue as it licked her butt. She enjoyed every second of it, even if the analingus put shivers up her spine and made her very wet. She tried not to get too into it right then, but it was impossible to focus on the news, even the international kind, as her nephew’s tongue slid along her crack. Time to get back to work. I approached the wheeled table, checking the wheels were unlocked, and began to push it towards the small, frightened beauty in the centre of the room. The poor girl was trying to free her hands from the leather straps, and doing a poor job of hiding it as I moved the wheeled bench to the side of the stationary one to which she was strapped. I was running out of time, so to prevent her struggling, I cocked the fake pistol and pressed it to her head once more. Of course. "This painting of the horses running in a field is wonderful. I will take it," she said."How much?" That's twenty pounds," I said with a smile. I carefully unhooked the painting off the wall and went back behind the till to gift wrap it but the beautiful woman stopped me."No, don't wrap it. It's for me, I want to put it up in my new house up by the meadow," she told me as she handed over a twenty pound note. "Oh, so you're the new owner of the house up there," I replied with interest. I folded.