"Ich schreibe zurück: "Ok, ich werde mir für dich schön meine festen Brüste und meine Pussy vor der Cam reiben. Mein Gesicht zeige ich aber nicht.... Orgasmus? Kommt drauf an, wie lange ich für dich Show machen soll. Was willst du bezahlen?"Seine Antwort: "Ich habe einen 25E-Amazon-Gutschein. Ich möchte deinen Körper sehen, dass du dein Gesicht nicht zeigst, kann ich gut verstehen. Wie lange kann ich dich dafür sehen?"Ich: "Dafür biete ich dir 10 unvergessliche Minuten. Wie alt bist du? Ich muss. She was dressed in a pink cheerleaders outfit with silky black bikini panties pulled to one side, she had pig tails and pom pom’s laying on the ground like she was cheering. She was a petite little thing and I couldn’t believe the size of this man’s dick she was bouncing on…it must have been 12 or 13 inches easily with no exaggeration. The redheaded maid lady named Jessica reached over and whispered in my ear saying…”do you like what you see white boy, you’ll be cleaning Cindy’s little eighteen. Jon almost made her spill the drinks when, as she bent to serve Joe his drink, he grabbed her ass.She looked at him scoldingly but could not help it when it turned into a grin. “Thank you Monsieur,” she said trying to keep in character.What would Joe think of her now? She wondered, letting her own son grab her ass?After setting her own glass down, she went back out and got the rest of the meal.While she was in the kitchen, her phone buzzed yet again. Fuck!The message read:Servants do not eat at. Ms Jenkins as I addressed her at work was my boss, though during times when things were less formal, I along with everyone else called her Darlene.I'd only been working for her for a few months now. It was a small enterprising little company, but the workload kept me busy and was very interesting. I did a lot of research on products, submitted bids, and then sent those in to Darlene for approval and ordering. The one thing I really liked about my job was that there were only a handful of.