Ken wanted to be clean and neat, not smelly.So Ken's pick-up truck sped down the road toward the localhardware store. Behind the wheel was the 6'2", h...ndsomeKen. Ken was a construction worker, but this upcominginterview might improve his status. The sun was setting onthe summer day. The store would close pretty soon. Ken ranhis hand through his short, blonde hair. This was gettingmore and more irritating. Not only did he have to go out onthis task, he had to hurry too.Luck seemed to be against. There was a resident staff headed by a self-important and rather corpulent Chief Eunuch. There were kitchen staff and house staff and a number of others whose duties were somewhat unclear to him. Derek gathered that he would not need to go above the ground floor, as the middle and upper floors were where the staff worked and slept.There were the kitchens and associated pantries above the north wing, which housed a dining room only a little larger than the main mess hall in the Embassy. Over the. " I know!" she laughed. "I'm dripping like a tap here. Go on then do it!" she added as his fingers had reached her wet quim entrance. "You know you want too."With this he slipped two fingers easily up her cunt. An audible slurp could be heard as her lips closed around his fingers and he lowly began to finger her out right there in the back of the cab.Not to be outdone I splayed my bare legs, lifting the right one up and hooking it over Trance's left leg."Lets give them a wee show," I smirked as. ” I demanded,” I want to be able to smell you on my way home.” There was no hesitation on her behalf. She gladly removed her cum soaked panties, and eagerly handed them to me. “Ill text you my address, and will see you in an hour,” I said, as I walked out of the office, not looking back at Jae once. I was about half way home, when I had heard my phone beep, it was a text from Jae, ‘I’m so fucking horny. I want your cock so bad. Are you sure your wife will be fine with this?’ I pulled to.