Her jet black hair wastied up in a bun atop her head. She wore a pair of glasses, though theydidn't look very strong. She wore a light pink turtleneck...that covered apair of small breasts and a tweed skirt that fell to her knees. Her legswere covered in opaque, tan colored tights. She wore a pair of plainbrown shoes with modest 1 inch heels. "Hello," the girl squeaked, "areyou here for the maid's position?" Yes, I'm Michelle. I emailed you last week," she said in her sonoroustones."I'm Rachel,. “Gosh, it’s Sara” I thought, and I whispered “me too”. Sara’s hands stroked my calf, and slowly worked their way up. By the time they had reached my thighs I was very erect. Sara’s hands reached my balls, and then pulled away. “You don’t mind do you” Sara softly whispered. “No, why should I?” I replied, “if you are OK with this, I am”. “OK, but tell me if I hurt you”. The hands fondled my balls as I felt the weight of Sara’s body on my legs. I felt the pressure of here erect nipples, and Sara. On their first evening together, after they had cautiously picked their way through the sexual minefield of Couple relationships, they had enjoyed a brief, but very satisfying sexual encounter.From then on, they found themselves in a constant state of wanting and desire. Deciding to pursue it further, Eileen and Maricar turned to Yasmin, who became their counselor in forming their own little intimate club.When they found out what she wanted as payment for her services, Eileen had laughed and. So she held her arms open as he stepped up to her.Several things seemed to come together at the same time. Mark's hard cock pressed up against her. Her hard nipples nestled against his barrel chest. He was holding her, and suddenly, he was kissing her. She was shocked but not repulsed. Mark's body felt good against her, and after all, she owed him for saving her the inconvenience of replacing all of her identification and credit cards.Now his hard cock pressing against her should have given her.