Her thoughts were cut short as she felt the guy's dick pulse in her throat. Damn she was drunk, how could she keep forgetting about the dick trying to...push into her fucking belly? Or the balls smacking her chin? She felt another pulse and knew it wouldn't be long, which was good because it was kinda hard to breath. Then the guy grabbed her head and pulled her toward him while he slammed home one last time, making her scream from the pain. Which only made it feel that much better to him. It. She was a live in maid with a middle aged couple living in my building during the weekday, and she would spend the weekend with her family who lived in a distant suburb of Mumbai. Her employers (the middle aged couple) had a son who was working in an IT company in the US. The maid’s name was Anita. She would come over to my place at 5:30 in the morning and start her work. I would be up at that time, do a bit of floor exercises and then get ready for work and leave for work by 7, by that time. "Here are the plates, silverware, and napkins. Please set the table for me." The other women in the living room could clearly see into the dining room, and a highly exuberant conversation going on.Once the table was set, Sue called me into the kitchen again. "You will be serving dinner to my friends, but first I need to prepare you for your serving role. Please kneel."Sue put a frilly apron on me. It tied around my neck and also at my waist. However, it wasn't very long because it barely. I would touch Susan’s hip with my hand and whisper her name. She would turn over and I’d tell her how I’d decided I wanted to really wanted to make her feel good for turning me on to Rodney, who was taking me out on another date next week. Then, I’d basically seduce her with words and so on. Instead, to my surprise, I found Susan cuddling up to me and whispering in my ear, ‘I really need to ask you for a favor, Kathy, but I’m worried about something. I love you, cousin, and I want you to love.