We shall call her Angie," my mother introduced our new and first domestic servant. "Your father has decided we need her assistance upstairs."No, Mothe..., we shall call her Angel.Of course I did not voice my dissent for I could not speak. Soon, I could not read, my eyes preferred Angelica's face or form. Soon, I could not put my fingers to the keyboard. I wanted them only on Angelica's downy cheek.This day started as any other, promising to be as ordinary as the one that preceeded. I may have. ’ ‘She did. Now she wants to meet Ryan. Get over it, teenagers are fickle.’ ‘Yeah. Listen, maybe you should call Ryan and ask her yourself.’ Brody felt awkward, he couldn’t commit Ryan to anything, not when he wasn’t even sure if they were still talking. ‘All right.’ Bax was surprised. ‘Is everything okay, Brody?’ ‘You know, Bax, I have no idea.’ He sighed and told his friend what had happened. ‘So there you have it. I’m sure Ryan would love to meet Doreen and the kids. I just—I don’t know if. She couldn't believe that something she thought was so nasty could be so fucking good. Her hips slowly began to meet his. Taking her time but finally getting the pace. He was pleased and began fucking her harder. She began moving faster and her breathing excellerated."OMG!FUCK MY TINY TEEN CUNT OLD MAN!YOU DIRTY OLE PERV! FUCK GOOD!" she couldn't believe this was her. Her hair sweaty and matted to her face. The stench of sex echoed throughout the room and she was loving every minute of it.. And leave her there. I take a quick glance around the room to look for a - Ah, an office chair. I pull it to the side Ryan's laying on. And 1 minute goes by. Then 10 minutes. Only about a minute after that I get bored. Ooh, I'll eat her pussy out while she dreams. So I get up push the chair more towards the bed, and sit back down. Then i grab her by her waist and pull her pussy more towards my face, and I look at the glorious work of art. How it's almost unshaven, a small rectangle above her.