Twenty two red candles were all lit in a welcoming circle of light. Orange icing spelled out Happy Birthday Hunk! Before he could even sit down ...nd attack the cake, Heidi smothered him just steps from the front door. She was really dressed to kill this night. Two little triangles of almost transparent, white cloth covered her nipples yet still allowed a view of her brown areolas. A crimson thong covered the hot spot and a pair of extremely slinky nylons were held up by a black garter. Jane locked the door and put the key into my handbag, we walked the shortdistance to her car, are heels clicking away "This is so brilliant don'tyou think?" " Not really, I've still got a headache" I could feel thecool air on my nylon legs, soon I was sat in the passenger side watchingJane drive, I could smell both are perfumes I was looking at her nylonlegs and wondering how hard it is driving in heels. I could feel thetightness of the pony tail, the makeup foundation on my face and. I can't control it and shoot a load down her throat. She gagged a little but swallowed most of it. Leaving me there with my pants at my anklea she went over to my GF and start talking to her. My GF is handcuffed also and the cop pushes her pants down. And starts rubbing her pussy. As I watch this my cock starts rising again. The cop bends my GF over the hood of the car and is fucking my GF with her baton. Being handcuffed and unable to walk all I can do is stand there and watch. My cock is. "Coach in domestic arts?" sherepeated in an ironical manner, "I never would imagine that a maid wouldneed coaching to be a better servant, I always thought that this comeswith experience and you are already old enough to be an experienceddomestic, if you have being doing that all your life."Then her eyes shone with excitement as if she thought of something andshe exclaimed, "Unless of course you haven't been a maid all your lifeand something happened recently that forced you to take up that.