He lifts me in his arms. It is as if I am weightless to him. He gently lays me down on the bed. His smile and eyes suck me in. My hands go to my panti...s and pull them down. I don't want him to have any doubt in what I wanted. I need that cock inside me. NOW.He kneels down and licks my wet pussy. By now it is dripping. He spreads my legs apart so he can get closer. He pushes his tongue into my clit. My body heats up. I begin to sweat and to breathe hard. I grab my tits and rub the hard. There. But my lust was stronger than my sense of reason; I couldn’t avert my eyes from his incredible body. This guy dropped his glance and saw the towel that once had covered my modesty and now stretched and bobbed like a circus tent in the wind from my erection. He smiled as he looked me in the eye again – pleased by my admiration. Somehow in the moment I lost all shame and removed my towel. Instinctively, my right hand reached for my member, stroking it lightly – lifting and cupping my balls. He. “I'll phone him now” she said, jumping at the opportunity.So it was arranged that Ben would visit about 7 that evening. Sue spent hours showering and getting ready. I guess I was a little jealous the way she was acting but I was actually looking forward to it as much as she was.We had a couple of glasses of wine, then at 7 she disappeared. I answered the door to Ben who had brought another couple of bottles, this promised to be quite an evening.Conversation was difficult while we waited for. ”Shrika led her to an empty room.“Why don’t you start here.”“But this room is clean,” said Fatima.“Generally it is clean, but there is a lot of dust. You won’t be needing your sweeper. There is a duster in there. Should you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen. Don’t be afraid to walk into the rooms. They all need dusting.”The cleaning took two minutes. Hardly any dust. She ate every morsel of the curried lamb the servant cooked for her. She expected to eat outside. Instead she ate at the kitchen.