My cock hardens slightly as I picture this gorgeous young Spanish mother who always wears her black yoga pants and red tank top to drop of her kid. I...imagine pushing her face down into her bed as I plow her pussy; her husband off at work not knowing his wife was such a slut. She is moaning my name, telling me that her husband’s is so much smaller than mine. “Bang,” my fantasy ends as the head counselor slams her big box of crafts onto one of the tables. I look down to see a little bulge in. I eased down until my knees were on the floor, and I was hovering above her. "Ginny, you're not leading me astray. I know you're in a tug-of-war with your emotions. I'll be patient. I won't rush you. We'll take it slow."Her eyes were fixed to mine. It was like I was the grown up, and she was a child, questioning. "How slow?" she asked."It's up to you. You set the pace." You're too good to be true. You make me feel ... young, carefree, and happy, all at once. Would you like to set a date?"I. The moment was shattered by my mother's voice calling me, guiltily I got dressed quickly then, with my cock aching as it lay crushed in my pants and a frustrated lust inside me, I made my way to my mother's room to see what it was she wanted."Yes Mum?" I asked as I put my head around the door."Tom I need to pee," she answered, "and bad." Okay, I'll get the bedpan." I sighed."Don't you dare!" she retorted, "After today's fiasco I refuse to use that thing again. If you help me to the bathroom I. Me: personal means?????????????????????Priya: sir it will understand to u slowly to u.Me: so what should I pay u?Priya:2000 pm n separate for your personal works is that k sir….Ok then start ur work from tomorrow I said and moved to my office. Swathi came and she asked about the maid whch she sent in the mrng. i said that she was good and demanded 2k for month and also some thing that personal works she charges separate that I could not understand then swathi smiled and said that your lucky.