Robert, much like his father, knew exactly how to touch me for the greatest response, both emotionally and physically. He seemed to sense the erotic e...ffect his mild dominance and humiliation would have on me. Again, he was his father’s son!After several minutes of taking me to the brink, Robert withdrew his fingers from my pussy and stood up. I cried out in frustration, "Oh baby, I am so close... please.. don't stop." After insisting repeatedly that we should stop earlier, I was now begging. " I quickly followed herinstructions, tying the little frilly apron with a large bow as best Icould and slipping on the little dainty white lace gloves. I quicklyglanced in the mirror, longing for a chance to take my time and soak inthe view it gave me of an incredibly sexy sultry maid in a short frillydress with froths of lace petticoats. But Gladys dragged me away. "Comeon you lazy slut, get over here and assume an appropriately submissiveposition - kneel in front of your mistress!"Those. "She put her cup down so forcibly it was a wonder it didn't shatter, "Inthe street!" Of course, if I'd done it in the cab the driver might have seen them inthe rear view mirror and I'm a bit shy about things like that." What about the people in the street?" I forgot about them but there weren't many people about, I don't know, Ididn't notice anybody staring, I was busy watching him to see if he likedthem, my tits I mean not the other people." Did he?" I think so, he sort of leaned forward to. Her tits were small but her ass was fantastic. Cynthia wore a bikini. Her medium-sized breasts showed a little bit of sag, but I could not take my eyes off them. We were all pretty tipsy. With the bubbles on full-blast, I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh, then one on my other thigh. The two women were feeling me up. I didn't mind. In fact, I got excited. I slid my hand under the water and caressed their thighs. I was trying to concentrate at the things at hand (so to speak), when I brushed up.