She shivered as his tongue rode down her pussy-slit to her little clit. His wet tongue slid around her clit and did several small circles around it.Sh...e felt his tongue swabbing her cunt, diving between her cunt-lips and into her fuck-hole. It swirled around, licking her inside out while she gasped in pleasure. Then he began stabbing his tongue in and out. It stabbed her to the very core of her being, licking deeply into her cunt. His tongue then exited from her fuck-hole and began sliding. At this stage theproducts wear English style maids uniforms of either PVC or Satin,depending on what sort of service they are providing.Level 5: Upstairs Maid / Intimate Maid: Where the maids learn morepersonal skills to serve their owners, from bathing to dressing theirowners, to sexual service. This is the level that most maids stop at,however there are some special higher levels. At This stage theproducts are trained to wear very sexy French style maids uniforms ofsatin, with lots of lace to. The girl squeaked and covered her large, firm breasts with her hands.“Put your hands behind your head,” said the man. ‘Be quick.”She did as she was told and her pink nipples rose and hardened.“Call Ahmad,” said the man, licking his lips. He picked up the other passport, read, pursed his lips, and said, “Pamela, hm? Aren’t you pretty.” He laughed. “Take off your shirt, Pamela, be quick or they will cut it off.”The lean blonde girl unbuttoned her khaki shirt, trying not to look at her sister’s. Not a worry in the world did he have. This I was jealous of instantly,but my joy I had in watching him was greater. I wondered if this boycould be not me but my child. I looked down at my breasts as I inhaledand exhaled and they felt right. I moved my gaze to my stomach and placeda hand there like women do when they know they are pregnant. My eyeslanded on the small covering of hair concealing the Mons of my sex.I looked at the boy again and he had stopped swinging. His joy still heldon.