While Chelsea kept the maids hand busy, Master got down between the girls legs. Spreading them, he gazed at the girls exposed, wet pussy. She wasn't s...aved like Chelsea was, but she was trimmed with a nice neat triangular patch of short brown hair above her large clit. "So, slut, do you like your pussy licked and eaten?" he asked the maid. "Oh yes!" she moaned loudly trying to hump the air in anticipation. "Yes, what?" "Yes, Master. Oh please," she moaned. Saying the word made her even hotter. She looked at her reflection and saw that she was suddenly a good six inches taller than she should be. ‘Oh my God!’ She looked back at herself in stunned silence. She was aware of all of her shortcomings, but it was her height that always bothered her most of all. She’d always been conscious of having to look up to people and of feeling their eyes on the top of her head. She always seemed to passing beneath their gaze. Now as she stood there, she felt her body stretch again. ‘Well now don’t. . I found my self inside her car at lunch hour as we zipped towards a local motel. she pulled into the lot with expert precision. Funny … She kinda ignored me on the drive over, continuously talking on her cellphone. ‘Alright … Get out.’ She stared at me smirking. ‘You sure you wanna do this ?’ Yup. It’s time to get you back on the winning team.’ I decided to chuck everything and throw my all into it with Claudia. I leaned over and kissed … ….HER HAND ?!!! ‘Hold it up Romeo … We’re not. ” was all I managed before she interrupted by saying “ don’t worry its fine it’s your house you do what you got to do and I will leave you to your privacy its fine honest” I could tell by the look in her eye that she wanted to say something else “are you sure I didn’t mean for you to see me like that it won’t happen again” was the pathetic apology I managed in return. She finished her toast and told me not to worry and went to her room. That evening about 10ish we were watching TV when she.