Over and over I kissed his feet. I asked myself why was I doing this? There was no payment here, but I knew that there would be payment later. It was...difficult to push myself up on my knees for the next part, was I really going to beg him to allow me to lick his feet? The sad thing was that I meant it, I really did want to lick his feet because it meant more cash so I really was begging, and that made it all the more humiliating. I got up on my knees and without thinking about it limped my. "Wow, that's incredible", she giggled, "Oh my God!"Abi was right beside us now as well, grinning. She knew all about this of course. With a little help from the two of us, Vikki would be coming in no time at all! We positioned ourselves either side and both started by taking one of her luscious boobs each and stroking and squeezing it, especially the hardened little nips. Vikki shook and writhed as she got more and more turned on, and then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mum quietly easing. I was speaking on my cellphone and after ending the call, the servant grabbed my breasts from behind over my blouse. I removed his hands. I went inside the car. They sat next to me on two sides. They put my hand on their erect dicks.The driver rubbed my thighs and then his hands reached my stomach and tried to cup my right breast from below. I pulled his hand down without saying anything. I was not even looking at them as if they don’t exist. The servant grabbed my left breast directly and. She even started to go in to work on weekends.I didn’t think much of it at first. I was way too occupied to suspect anything. Her becoming busy had also affected how busy I became at home. As soon as I got home from work, I had to get dinner ready for the boys, then go over their homework, made sure they bathed, and that they were in bed on time.I did not even notice or suspect anything when the length of her outfits became shorter and shorter. Her explanation was because she had to look the.