“Come by and you can pick up the key and the cleaning supplies. There isn’t supposed to be anyone home, so it shouldn’t take very long to clean,...�� Sarah said.I went by Sarah’s and grabbed the key along with the cleaning supplies and headed over to the house. As I pulled onto the driveway, it looked like Sarah was right about nobody being home. I walked in and began to explore where I wanted to start at. It was a two story home and their was plenty of rooms to clean. As I walked by the steps, I. The man rubbed my clitoris for a second before he licked and sucked it. I started breathing heavily. His touch was soft. I loved the feeling of his beard against my shaved pussy, munching away. "You're a wet little whore, aren't you? You love it when strangers take advantage of you," he said and licked his lips as he pulled down his zipper. I nodded and followed his hand movement. A hard thick cock popped out of his jeans. The tip was right in my face."Open up, honey," he said and pried my. "After that, he handcuffed me and shoved all of those toys into me after which he started using the flogger and the cane switch on me. The first orgasms were all right, but he just kept it up and kept abusing me. By the time you got there, I was on fire. My nerve endings were super sensitive, and just the slightest touch was agony. It was just like he had always done. How long was I like that?" Astrid begged in tears."Mr. Keller dropped us off out front just before 4:00," I told her."Oh, God,". Turner’s attention with her sharp mind and talented writing skills. She had also caught his attention with her stunning beauty and bubbly personality. Her name was Antoinee (An-TWON-ay), but everyone just called her Sweeter. Mr. Turner had no idea where the nickname came from, but it certainly fit. Leland found he was having trouble focusing as thoughts of Sweeter kept running through his mind. He imagined her walking toward him. She was about 5’4” or 5’5” with a peanut butter brown.