This was all so wrong. She should be thinking of Corey. But all thoughts of her boyfriend had long since fled from her mind, and deep down inside, s...omething whispered that this was all so right. Out of all the homes in The Hague she could have climbed into, she’d climbed into the window of Jan van Es for a reason…and that this was that very reason. Who was Jan van Es? How had he known how to tap into every dirty thought and sexual fantasy she had never ever permitted herself? She’d never. ‘This is Kaleb… Lamar… and Matt. They are my only regular buds in town.’ Destiny extended her delicate hand and pressed lightly with each man in turn. Without invitation, she drew up a stool and sat at the high-top. Nobody objected. Destiny displayed her best social ice-breaker skills, asking the men lots of small talk questions about the city, their jobs and interests. Kaleb was a biologist at the local agricultural station, studying animal diseases. Lamar managed a computer software design. By now, my trousers and underwear had been discarded. Both of us stood stark naked in front of the window, visible to anyone who cared to turn their heads.Habibi went down to her knees and brought her head close to my stiff cock. She flicked her tongue lightly over the tip of the cock. She wet her tongue and lightly licked the knob. My cock was yearning for the warm moist mouth of hers and I grabbed her hair and slowly pulled her head forward. Habibi opened her mouth and took in my cock. I. She looked at the sobbing sissy in his nineteenth century maid's uniform, and with a cry of sheer delight shouted "Yes!" Sissy Wendy looked at the sixty year old lady who stood laughing at him, and recognised her as his Aunt's former maid. His humiliation increased as she said, "Yes, you sissy, it's me, the servant you treated with contempt, and I'm your new Mistress. "Curtsey, you pathetic sissy, in my presence." She slapped him hard across his face. "You will learn to grovel at my feet,.