We sat sipping our tea, while she continued staring at me."Uh, how did you find me?" I asked hoping that things would stay civilized.She set her tea d...wn, and walked over to me. My head rocked over from her slap, accompanied by the loud cracking sound of her flesh striking my right cheek."Yeow! Damn it! That hurt!" I exclaimed rubbing my face.She calmly walked back to her chair, picked up her tea and said, "I feel ever so much better, now."We looked at each other, her with narrowed eyes at me,. “Well now that you mention it, a blowjob while I eat wouldn’t go amiss,” I said with a gentle push of power.“Of course Sir,” she replied before dropping to her knees, and crawling beneath the linen covered table. She made quick work of pulling my baggy jogging bottoms down and going to town on my dick.I devoured the perfectly cooked omelette and washed it all down with a big glass of orange juice, while Sarah diligently worked my cock beneath the table. The blowjob from the pretty serving girl. " Cheyenne unbuckled her belt and slowly lowered the zipper on her pants. She removed her shirttails and leaned back against the bedroom door."I want you to see how much you turn me on." Sliding her hand into her pants, she gasped and let out a quiet moan. Removing her hand and said, "Look at this." Her fingers glistened in the sunlight and my mouth watered at the sight. I could feel my own pulsations and wetness emerging. I reached down and could feel how slick I was from my arousal. Watching. For the next 2 hours, Karan and I took turns and fuck her continuously. At around 3 p.m., we both stop to take some rest and drink alcohol. I said to mom, “Bitch, this rest is for us, you whore. Get up and show us some dance.”Hearing this, she stands up and starts dancing while I put some music on TV. She was smiling and shaking her ass and boobs. We both were enjoyed her show for the next 30 minutes, after which she said she now has to go.At this time, Karan and I again start fucking her in.