“I have the solution.” Casey wants to ask what that solution may be, but he doesn’t get to. Her mouth is already working its way down his torso,... across his flat belly and down to the hem on his shorts. When they relax like this they don’t wear undergarments—with the exception of her panties when she wears a shirt— so she knows that the shorts are the only barrier between them. She hooks her fingers around the shorts and pulls them down his legs. They join the shirt on the floor. She lifts his. Maybe after I have my own personal maid, then I'll use some of my time off and have her fill in.Now that everything has been ironed out and notorized, I am living my dream and getting paid dearly for it. My Goddess now has the ultimate personal maid she has been searching for.I'm not a slave in any sense of the word, but to anyone who doesn't know about our contract, I could easily see how that assumption could be made.••••••••••••••••••••••My typical day...My alarm goes off at 5:30. I get up. You are fine."Between the light massage and his husky voice, she felt her hard nipples poking through her shirt and down between her legs, a little wetness.He ordered her to not wear panties for their first date, and she liked to be ordered what to wear... Or not to. They met online on a dating app. With all the things that she’d heard on the news, she was afraid to meet him, but after so many months of sexting, she couldn't resist anymore. She wanted to feel his hands on her sensitive skin,. Kirti-kha didi ye gaandu kuch samjhta hi nhi…1 din iske samne puri nangi hoker ghum rhi thi lekin ye bhonsri ka t.v par cartoon dekh rha tha…gaanduMe-bol gaandu…ab bhi kya muth hi marega ya hum dono behnao ko chodega bhi…Raja-chodunga meri randiyo….me tum sabko sharif samjhta tha but mje kya pta mere dos tki family ki tarah meri family bhi chuddaka hai…ab me tumhe aisa chodunga ki tumhari maa chud jayegi…bhen ki lodiyo…Me-waah re gaandu…tu to chupa rustam nikla…bhonsri ke…Mene apni nighty utar.