The maid that I bought all the uniforms, all schoolclothes and all the girlie crap for. I expect to see the maid lookperfect. I mean 100%, no exceptio...s. No fucking excuses. I don't give ashit what happened. Look at you, runs in your hose, your knees bleeding,your fucking uniform flipped up in back, your hair all out of place. Youare a mess. This room is a mess."He stepped over to me and grabbed hold of my arm. He pulled me over to achair, sat down, put me over his lap, pulled the skirt of my. All girls had a guy pounding them now, but not all in the same position. Tammy was sitting on her knees and was fucked from behind, while sucking on another guy. Faith was sitting on top of an old guy and was giving it her all. Sally did the opposite and laid there as a dead fish while an ugly guy was having his way with her. Haylee, being the youngest, had a pretty good line in front of her, but was covering her eyes as this middle-aged fat guy was pounding her.Willow, who had her legs in her. With her panties pulled tight she runs her thumb between her butt cheeks putting the fabric where it needed to be. These feel funny! I feel naked except for between my cheeks. I think they cover less in the front than the others. Look! Before she was finished talking she put her foot on her bed and had spread her legs offering me to see her barely covered slit, the thin piece of fabric only covering the tightest spot of her mocha hole before the small triangle of cloth wrapped her privates. What had she indicated by crawling into bed with me?It wasn’t for sex; that was for sure. She was dressed in a tee-shirt – one of mine, now I came to think of it – and a pair of loose-fitting jogging pants. I couldn’t remember buying those at the mall, but I suppose I must have. There was no way that Debbie would have presented that rather ratty looking item amongst her array of dazzling creations.Was it for comfort? Warmth? Security? All of those, or some other mysterious reason? Perhaps it.