I slowly let myhand roam further up her legs cupping her calves and then moving up thecouch I played with the lacy stocking tops and the bare skin at ...he topof her thighs before I let her feet drop onto the floor and slidingbetween them I kissed the front of her panties running my tongue acrossher swollen cock trapped behind the lace, Emma moaned in pleasure as Ilicked and sucked her cock through her panties. I looked up and held hergaze as I rolled the front of her panties down releasing her. Or hum dono ekdusre k baahon me aise h let gyeAnd heena ne kaha ki thanks yar amit . Tum to yar kya mast fucking karte ho maza aa gya.Mene kha abhi to raat baki h. Or wo hasne lagi ki ha to me kha ja rhi hu. Or mujhe kiss karne lagi mere upar aakar.Or aise h 10 min se mera to land fir se salami mar rha tha or 90 degree angle me ready tha heena k chut ko fadne k liye.Or wo mere face pe aakar mujhe apne boobs chuswane lagi or me mast maze se chus rha tha or daba rha tha. Or fir usko thoda or upar. Parlez-vous francais?’ {Hello, Mr. Faulkes. I’m fine. You speak French?} ‘Je parlez un peu. Parlez-vous anglais?’ {I speak a little. Do you speak English?} ‘Oui, oui. I speak English, Monsieur, but it is nice to be greeted in my native tongue. Do you have a place for me to work while I’m here?’ he asked. ‘Oui, Monsieur. But first let me introduce you to the staff…’ ‘That will not be necessary, Monsieur.’ Pulling me close he softly said, ‘I’m here to work with you.’ Fear of losing my job had. There were evenings when he would have his cronies round to play poker and mum would be forced to serve them beer wearing nothing but stockings and if he lost more money than he had, mum had to pay his debts in kind.I watched many times through the partially open door as men unloaded themselves in her mouth, mum knew I watched too but never said a word about it to dad, towards the end she deliberately left the door open and I watched as she rode one of his mates or clung to their thrusting hips.