Sienna had me pinned.Beaten, I relaxed and Sienna slowly released my hand. When I didn't fight against her, she reached up and put her arms around my ...shoulders and kissed my neck and gently whispered in my ear. I didn't hear a word she said, the sensations traveling through the nerve endings in my neck was thrilling and such a turn on. The sensations continued right through me as she kissed and licked her way down my back and traced her teasing fingers along the sides of my body. The next thing. Her breasts are crushed on the desktop. I lean over her and whisper harshly in her ear. “This is the way you deserve it, isn’t it?” She doesn’t respond. Untying her dress, I expose her ass and pussy. Running my hand over her ass cheeks, I smack it a few times. Each time Sonal whimpers.“This is what you deserve,” I tell her. “Now spread your legs like a good slut.” She barely moves them. I grab them and pull them apart and then thrust my hand between her thighs. My fingers spread her pussy lips.. And I loved that transformation in her.I continued to push her further. She got used to wearing the Black and white maid's uniform. One day, I invited some white female friends at my house and told them Kendra Jones was my maid. And for the entire evening, Kendra Jones quietly served us tea and crackers, and went about her duties just like a real maid would. None of my friends ever suspected that Kendra Jones was anything more than a maid. They had no idea that she was a graduate of Spelman. . is dad about anywhere?”As the girl called out they both passed through a doorway into the kitchen area where a naked woman was bent over the front of a large, and very new looking, commercial grade oven. The woman’s bare legs were splayed out at about 60 degrees to the ground and converged at the top into a glorious bare arse with one small, round brown eye staring out from between those lovely round cheeks. The top half of the woman’s bare body was bent forward across the oven’s hotplates.