I couldn't dare to stop. I couldn't dare to disappoint him. I must do what he wants. I must let him use me as he likes.When he was talking on the phon... suddenly he said "Do you know what I am doing now? I am sitting in front of TV with a beer in my hand and between my legs, there is a slut who willingly sucks my cock for about 3 hours without complaining. Yes, this is slut's house. Yes, she is a maid for me in her house."He was talking about me like I wasn't in there, like I was an object, like. ”“Apparently she went to the wrong party and was raped,” Mrs Hemmings explained, “But she’s home now, and its lovely of you to ask about her.”“Are you for real mom?” Zeta demanded, “I’ve been fucked every which way but up, well including up.””Alex says would you like to meet up tomorrow?” Mrs Hemmings asked.“Tomorrow?” She gasped. “You must be out of your tiny mind!”“No sorry, she can’t make tomorrow,” Mrs Hemmngs said, “Lovely to hear from you goodbye.”“What’s going on,” Mr Hemmings asked as. She was wheezing with every breath.He finally broke the hold from her legs and raised up, placing his dick at her vaginal opening. Sensing what he was doing, she opened her legs even wider. Her knees were almost to her shoulders. He pushed inside of her and began to thrust into her. He remembered what she had said earlier, and leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. She screamed, and began to pitch, almost throwing him off of her. He held on and began to pump faster. Her head was back. I then grabbed my towel and went back to the showers. I wanted to cool off.But Brett quickly joined me and so my dick grew even bigger, instead of going down. The old man began rubbing his dick under the warm shower. He was very close to me. Soon our both cocks were rock hard and standing at attention. Brett did not seem embarrassed at all; but he kept rubbing his cock and making it harder and harder. The man was jerking off his cock with passion. As he continued to play with himself, Brett.